We deny the same love to others that we deny ourselves. We distort others in the same way we distort ourselves.

People who don’t know how to use their minds can’t really know how to use their hearts either.

To help people, love them. Then, they help themselves.

To extend compassion to a so-called villain, to forgive those who have wronged you, and to find common ground with someone who has been awfully isolated are not acts typically met with fireworks and swelling violins. More often than not, they are pushed away. To love, really love, is to do them anyway.

This is, perhaps, the greatest challenge of our time – to love in the absence of any immediate rewards for our love.

The important thing is for me to feel love towards my fellow human beings—and sometimes, that has to be at a distance.

Though your acts of love and compassion cannot penetrate bandages or armour, they are never wasted and never lost. They sit within the recipient’s mind, awaiting his awakening.

Once you understand love, you don’t need a reward your kindness or compassion just like you don’t need a reward for breathing.

It is only once you see the baffled expression on the face of your enemy when you give his cruel words a warm smile that you’ll understand, truly understand, what love is all about.