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CHARITy quotes
A man should fear when he enjoys only the good he does publicly.—Is it not publicity rather than charity, which he loves? Is it not vanity, rather than benevolence, that gives such charities?
My poor are my best patients.—God pays for them.
The spirit of the world has four kinds of spirits diametrically opposed to charity, resentment, aversion, jealousy, and indifferences.
Posthumous charities are the very essence of selfishness when bequeathed by those who, even alive, would part with nothing.
Public charities and benevolent associations for the gratuitous relief of every species of distress, are peculiar to Christianity; no other system of civil or religious policy has originated them; they form its highest praise and characteristic feature.
It is an old saying, that charity begins at home; but this is no reason that it should not go abroad: a man should live with the world as a citizen of the world; he may have a preference for the particular quarter or square, or even alley in which he lives, but he should have a generous feeling for the welfare of the whole.
First daughter to the love of God, is charity to man.
Give work rather than alms to the poor. The former drives out indolence, the latter industry.
There are two kinds of charity, remedial and preventive.—The former is often injurious in its tendency; the latter is always praiseworthy and beneficial.
A rich man without charity is a rogue; and perhaps it would be no difficult matter to prove that he is also a fool.
Charity gives itself rich; covetousness hoards itself poor.
The truly generous is truly wise, and he who loves not others, lives unblest.
The charity that hastens to proclaim its good deeds, ceases to be charity, and is only pride and ostentation.
Be charitable and indulgent to every one but thyself.
Beneficence is a duty; and he who frequently practices it and sees his benevolent intentions realized, at length comes to love him to whom he has done good.
Prayer carries us half-way to God, fasting brings us to the door of his palace, and alms-giving procures us admission.
Every good act is charity. Your smiling in your brother's face, is charity; an exhortation of your fellowman to virtuous deeds, is equal to alms-giving; your putting a wanderer in the right road, is charity; your assisting the blind, is charity; your removing stones, and thorns, and other obstructions from the road, is charity; your giving water to the thirsty, is charity. A man's true wealth hereafter, is the good he does in this world to his fellowman. When he dies, people will say, "What property has he left behind him?" But the angels will ask, "What good deeds has he sent before him."
To pity distress is but human; to relieve it is Godlike.
I would have none of that rigid and circumspect charity which is never exercised without scrutiny, and which always mistrusts the reality of the necessities laid open to it.
Nothing truly can be termed my own, but what I make my own by using well; those deeds of charity which we have done, shall stay forever with us; and that wealth which we have so bestowed, we only keep; the other is not ours.
When faith and hope fail, as they do sometimes, we must try charity, which is love in action. We must speculate no more on our duty, but simply do it. When we have done it, however blindly, perhaps Heaven will show us why.
The place of charity, like that of God, is everywhere. Proportion thy charity to the strength of thine estate, lest God proportion thine estate to the weakness of thy charity.—Let the lips of the poor be the trumpet of thy gift, lest in seeking applause, thou lose thy reward.—Nothing is more pleasing to God than an open hand, and a closed mouth.
In giving of thine alms inquire not so much into the person, as his necessity.—God looks not so much on the merits of him that requires, as to the manner of him that relieves.—If the man deserve not, thou hast given to humanity.
The last, best fruit that comes late to perfection, even in the kindliest soul, is tenderness toward the hard, forbearance toward the unforbearing, warmth of heart toward the cold, and philanthropy toward the misanthropic.
Great minds, like heaven, are pleased in doing good, though the ungrateful subjects of their favors are barren in return.
How often it is difficult to be wisely charitable—to do good without multiplying the sources of evil. To give alms is nothing unless you give thought also.—It is written, not "blessed is he that feedeth the poor," but " blessed is he that considereth the poor." A little thought and a little kindness are often worth more than a great deal of money.
Let him who neglects to raise the fallen, fear lest, when he falls, no one will stretch out his hand to lift him up.
We should give as we would receive, cheerfully, quickly, and without hesitation, for there is no grace in a benefit that sticks to the fingers.
I will chide no heathen in the world but myself, against whom I know most faults.
Our true acquisitions lie only in our charities, we gain only as we give.
That charity is bad which takes from independence its proper pride, and from mendicity its proper shame.
While actions are always to be judged by the immutable standard of right and wrong, the judgment we pass upon men must be qualified by considerations of age, country, situation, and other incidental circumstances; and it will then be found, that he who is most charitable in his judgment, is generally the least unjust.
Defer not charities till death. He that does so is rather liberal of another man's substance than his own.
We are rich only through what we give; and poor only through what we refuse and keep.
He who has never denied himself for the sake of giving, has but glanced at the joys of charity.
Loving kindness is greater than laws; and the charities of life are more than all ceremonies.
Pity, forbearance, long-sufferance, fair interpretation, excusing our brother, and taking in the best sense, and passing the gentlest sentence, are certainly our duty; and he that does not so is an unjust person.
In my youth I thought of writing a satire on mankind, but now in my age I think I should write an apology for them.
The charities that soothe, and heal, and bless, lie scattered at the feet of men like flowers.
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