helping others Quotes

“No one is useless in this world who lightens the burdens of another.”

“A day wasted on others is not wasted on one’s self.”

“The more often he feels without acting, the less he will be able ever to act, and, in the long run, the less he will be able to feel.”

“There are many Beth’s in the world, shy and quiet, sitting in corners till needed, and living for others so cheerfully that no one sees the sacrifices till the little cricket on the hearth stops chirping, and the sweet, sunshiny presence vanishes, leaving silence and shadow behind.”

“If you want to make a difference, the next time you see someone being cruel to another human being, take it personally. Take it personally because it is personal!”

“For every door that’s been opened to me, I’ve tried to open my door to others.”

“Time, as far as my father was concerned, was a gift you gave to other people.”

“I knew from my own life experience that when someone shows genuine interest in your learning and development, even if only for ten minutes in a busy day, it matters. It matters especially for women, for minorities, for anyone society is quick to overlook.”

“I don’t want to live in vain like most people. I want to be useful or bring enjoyment to all people, even those I’ve never met. I want to go on living even after my death!”

“When stuck in the river, it is best to dive and swim to the bank yourself before someone drops a large stone on your chest in an attempt to hoosh you there.”

“You need more help than you know.”

“When we strive to become better than we are, everything around us becomes better too.”

“For no man who lives at all lives unto himself. He either helps or hinders all who are in anywise connected to him.”

“You is kind. You is smart. You is important.”

“Everyone was so kind. Strong, too. In the darkest days, the Lord puts the best people into your life.”

“Men and their cubs are very wise. He may be a help in time.”

“One of the best ways to make yourself happy is to make other people happy. One of the best ways to make other people happy is to be happy yourself.”

“There’s a special place in hell for women who don’t help other women.”

“Ask for help when you need it, and give help when you can.”

“You can only actually help someone who wants to be helped.”

“I let him know a hurt had been mended in a way that he couldn’t have known, and for that alone there would always be a piece of me indebted to him.”

“I am conscious that knowing me has caused you pain, and grief, and I hope that one day when you are less angry with me and less upset you will see not just that I could only have done the thing that I did, but also that this will help you live a really good life, a better life, than if you hadn’t met me.”

“I have lived through much, and now I think I have found what is needed for happiness. A quiet secluded life in the country, with the possibility of being useful to people to whom it is easy to do good, and who are not accustomed to have it done to them; then work which one hopes may be of some use; then rest, nature, books, music, love for one’s neighbor - such is my idea of happiness. And then, on top of all that, you for a mate, and children, perhaps - what more can the heart of a man desire?”

Perhaps second-hand cares, like second-hand clothes, come easily off and on.

“If you’re in trouble or hurt or need–go to poor people. They’re the only ones that’ll help–the only ones.”

“Though sympathy can’t alter facts, it can help to make them more bearable.”

“No one but a woman can help a man when he is in trouble of the heart.”

“I wish that I could give you something . . . but I have nothing left.”

“‘If Sara had been a boy and lived a few centuries ago,’ her father used to say, ‘she would have gone about the country with her sword drawn, rescuing and defending everyone in distress. She always wants to fight when she sees people in trouble.‘”

“There are in this world blessed souls, whose sorrows all spring up into joys for others; whose earthly hopes, laid in the grave with many tears, are the seed from which spring healing flowers and balm for the desolate and the distressed.”

“For what are we born if not to aid one another?”

“Everything you have is to give.”

″‘Of course,’ Horton answered. ‘Of course I will stick. I will stick by you small folks through thin and through thick!‘”

″‘I’ll find it!’ cried Horton. ‘I’ll find it or bust! I SHALL find my friends on my small speck of dust!‘”

″‘My friends!’ cried the elephant. ‘Tell me! Do tell! Are you safe? Are you sound? Are you whole? Are you well?‘”

″‘Believe me,’ said Horton, ‘I tell you sincerely, my ears are quite keen and I heard him quite clearly. I *know* there’s a person down there. And, what’s more, quite likely there’s two. Even three. Even four.‘”

″‘What terrible splashing!’ the elephant frowned. ‘I can’t let my very small persons get drowned! I’ve *got* to protect them. I’m bigger than they.’ So he plucked up the clover and hustled away.”

″‘Should I put this speck down? . . .’ Horton thought with alarm. ‘If I do, these small persons may come to great harm. I *can’t* put it down. And I *won’t!* After all A person’s a person. No matter how small.‘”

″‘My friend,’ came the voice, ‘you’re a *very* find friend. You’ve helped all us folks on this dust speck no end. You’ve saved all our houses, our ceilings and floors. You’ve saved all our churches and grocery stores.‘”

“And Horton called back to the Mayor of the town, ‘You’re safe now. Don’t worry. I won’t let you down.‘”

“So call a big meeting. Get everyone out. Make every *Who* holler! Make every *Who* shout! Make every *Who* scream! If you don’t, every *Who* is going to end up in a Beezle-Nut stew!”

″*Everyone* seemed to be yapping or yipping! *Everyone* seemed to be beeping or bipping! But it *wasn’t enough,* all this ruckus and roar! He HAD to find someone to help him make more. He raced through each building! He searched floor-to-floor!”

“From sun in the summer. From rain when it’s fallish, I’m going to protect them. No matter how small-ish!”

“It’s the little things that smooths people’s roads the most.”

“Some people without possessing genius have a remarkable power of stimulating it. I confess, my dear fellow, that I am very much in your debt.”

He often comes when they least expect him, when they are sad and disheartened.”

“You know God helps those that help themselves.”

“I laughed so much at this ridiculous scene, that I could scarcely assist my terrified boy out of his awkward predicament.”

“The revenue arising from his school was small, and would have been scarcely sufficient to furnish him with daily bread, for he was a huge feeder, and, though lank, had the dilating powers of an anaconda; but to help out his maintenance, he was, according to country custom in those parts, boarded and lodged at the houses of the farmers whose children he instructed.”

“When I am come to mine own again, I will always honor little children, remembering how that these trusted me and believed me in my time of trouble; whilst they that were older, and thought themselves wiser, mocked at me and held me for a liar.”

“They’re shouting for you,” she said with a smile.

″‘I could never have done it,’ he objected, ‘without everyone else’s help.‘”

“My father used to say that sometimes, the best way to help someone is just to be near them. I feel good when I do something I know he would be proud of, like it makes up for all the things I’ve done that he wouldn’t be proud of.”

“One of the most powerful concepts, one which is a sure cure for lack of confidence, is the thought that God is actually with you and helping you.”

“They did it because every human being has a basic instinct to help each other out. It might not seem that way sometimes, but it’s true.”

So it is that we can seldom help anybody. Either we don’t know what part to give or maybe we don’t like to give any part of ourselves. Then, more often than not, the part that is needed is not wanted. And even more often, we do not have the part that is needed.

“When you come to one of the many moments in life when you must give an account of yourself, provide a ledger of what you have been, and done, and meant to the world, do not, I pray, discount that you filled a dying man’s days with a sated joy, a joy unknown to me in all my prior years, a joy that does not hunger for more and more, but rests, satisfied. In this time, right now, that is an enormous thing.”

“Don’t assume that it’s too late to get involved.”

“In times of grief and sorrow I will hold you and rock you and take your grief and make it my own. When you cry I cry and when you hurt I hurt. And together we will try to hold back the floods to tears and despair and make it through the potholed street of life.”

“And I suddenly feel the branch give way I’m on the ground My arm goes numb I look around And I see him come to get me He’s come to get me And ev’rything’s okay.”

“Sometimes when you sacrifice something precious, you’re not really losing it. You’re just passing it on to someone else.”

Black Dog looked at me intently. “Why shouldn’t we get some pleasure in this life? Why later? Why not now?” “Because we don’t owe things just to ourselves. There are others.”

“It will go on after me, for this Company is an idea. It is a dream – a dream that is much older than you or I and only slightly younger than the world: Men must help one another in dangerous times and places.”

“Jamie helped everyone—she was one of those equal opportunity saints.”

“Early in the morning, a peasant, who was passing by, saw what had happened. He broke the ice in pieces with his wooden shoe, and carried the duckling home to his wife.”

“I don’t know,” said Winnie, “but it doesn’t matter. Tell your father I want to help. I have to help. If it wasn’t for me, there wouldn’t have been any trouble in the first place. Tell him I have to.”

“I still don’t understand what happened there. Why he [Finnick] essentially abandoned her [Mags] to carry Peeta. Why she not only didn’t question it, but ran straight to her death without a moment’s hesitation. Was it because she was so old that her days were numbered, anyway?”

“There came no answer to it, however, and at last, the day before New Year’s, Jurgis bade good-by to Jack Duane. The latter gave him his address, or rather the address of his mistress, and made Jurgis promise to look him up. ‘Maybe I could help you out of a hole some day,’ he said, and added that he was sorry to have him go.”

“In whatever God does in the course of our lives, he gives us, through the experience, some power to help others.”

“All day long we are, in some degree helping each other to one or the other of these destinations. It is in the light of these overwhelming possibilities, it is with the awe and the circumspection proper to them, that we should conduct all of our dealings with one another, all friendships, all loves, all play, all politics.”

“the right one does not stand in your way they make space for you to step forward”

“With humility may I reap my own power, and at the end of the journey, I hope I learn when to stand small so others can feel tall.”

“That educated didn’t mean smart. He had a point. Nothing in my education or knowledge of the future had helped me to escape. Yet in a few years an illiterate runaway named Harriet Tubman would make nineteen trips into this country and lead three hundred fugitives to freedom.”

“His life will be better. I could be the one to change that for him. And suddenly that desire, the desire to help him, is even stronger than my selfish desire to keep him close.”

“It would be quite nice if you stopped jumping down out throats, Harry, because in case you haven’t noticed, Ron and I are on your side.”

“He held out his hand to help me up. And I took it. I let him pull me to my feet.”

“I wondered how many other things were lurking around waiting to take a child’s life when you weren’t paying attention. I was useless. I was crazy to think I was doing this child a favor by whisking her away from the Cherokee Nation.”

“A girl smiled at me today, another gave me directions, still another boy whispered the page I should turn to in our textbook. This is going to work. It will take a lot more patience and more strength from me, but it’s going to work.”

“He thinks about how Sonja would have taken it if she’d found out. If she’d known that her best friend had not asked for her help because Sonja had ‘enough problems.’ She would have been heartbroken.”

“So there they go, Jim running slower to stay with Will, Will running faster to stay with Jim, Jim breaking two windows in a haunted house because Will’s along, Will breaking one window instead of none, because Jim’s watching. God, how we get our fingers in each other’s clay. That’s friendship, each playing the potter to see what shape we can make of the other.”

“I couldn’t help it. I tried to take it back, but it was too late.”

″ When you put your needs last, you’re like a plant without water that’s worried about providing enough shade for others. But if that plant doesn’t have enough water to grow, it will shrivel up and die providing no shade or comfort for others anyway.

“If thou desire to help thy friend, do so in a way that will not bring thy friend’s burdens upon thyself.”

“She entered the story knowing she would emerge from it feeling she had been immersed in the lives of others, in plots that stretched back twenty years, her body full of sentences and moments, as if awaking from sleep with a heaviness caused by unremembered dreams.”

“Maybe what you’ve written will help others, will be a small part of the solution. You don’t even have to know how or in what way, but if you are writing the clearest, truest words you can find and doing the best you can to understand and communicate, this will shine on paper like its own little lighthouse.”

″You can always change your plan, but only if you have one. I’m a big believer in to-do lists. It helps us break life into small steps. I once put “get tenure” on my to-do list. That was naïve. The most useful to-do list breaks tasks into small steps. It’s like when I encourage Logan to clean his room by picking up one thing at a time.″

“If, as a culture, we don’t bear witness to grief, the burden of loss is placed entirely upon the bereaved, while the rest of us avert our eyes and wait for those in mourning to stop being sad, to let go, to move on, to cheer up. And if they don’t — if they have loved too deeply, if they do wake each morning thinking, I cannot continue to live — well, then we pathologize their pain; we call their suffering a disease. We do not help them: we tell them that they need to get help.”

“When men and women punish each other for truth telling, we reinforce the notion that lies are better. To be loving we willingly hear the other’s truth, and most important, we affirm the value of truth telling. Lies may make people feel better, but they do not help them to know love.”

“Some day you will write a great story out of your own head, that will be a comfort and help to many.”

“Homeboy Industries can only hire and help a finite number of gang members. Though thousands have found assistance, it remains a tiny drop in a pretty deep bucket.”

“Tonight, you taught me that no amount of my wanting you to have a life is the same as you wanting to have one. Now, I can help you get a life—I just can’t give you the desire to want one. So, when you want a life, call me.”

“I will protect those who cannot protect themselves.”

“When we feel generally secure, that is, we are comfortable with closeness and confident about depending on loved ones, we are better at seeking support - and better at giving it.”

“It is honorable to help a friend in need.”

“You tried to help the people of the market. You mostly failed. This is life. The longer you live, the more you fail. Failure is the mark of a life well lived.

“What do we live for, if not to make life less difficult to each other?”

“Wisdom is meant to be shared, so let’s start sharing what we’ve learned to make each other better. Let’s start building each other up. Let’s live up to our potential and start ruling the world.”

“One can never work overtime for the poor.”

“We are strong enough to bear the misfortunes of others.”

“Whether you were visible or invisible, it was all about how other people reacted to you. Good and bad things happened either way. If you were invisible, the bad people couldn’t hurt you, that was true. But the good people couldn’t help you, either.”

“One of the great ironies of life is that if you give up your life, you gain it. If you help others, you benefit. If you lose yourself, you find yourself.”

“There’s something that God wants you to accomplish. Somebody needs your touch. Somebody needs what you have.”

″ I think I can. I think I can. I think I can.”

″ I thought I could. I thought I could. I though I could. ”

“She tugged and pulled and pulled and tugged and slowly, slowly, slowly, they started off.”

“When he’s finished giving himself a trim, he’ll want a broom to sweep it up. He’ll start sweeping. He might get carried away and sweep every room in the house. He may even end up washing the floors as well!”

“I am not asking you. I’m telling you. You are coming home with me, and you are going to sleep in my room, which is going to be your room—and I don’t care if you sleep on the floor or the windowsill or what—but you are going to sleep there and not here.”

“Maniac smiled. “We can fix it.” The way he said it, she believed. “Want to come to my house?” she said. “Sure,” he said.”

“Eternity felt very big and very slow, especially when I couldn’t share it with the cat. The only thing that helped was the chain saw that Waldemar Buck used to carve up the afternoon. It wailed over the rooftops, and I imagined that with each wail a little piece of eternity fell from heaven.”

This book tells the story of the day that all the babies in a town just up and crawled away! They just left! As they are leaving, a young boy tries to get them to all come back and he keeps that as his mission the whole day. Through all the crazy predicaments the babies get into, the boy helps them.

Ed travels to the addresses and helps out the tangled lives of their occupants. Further playing cards appear in his life, and Ed continues to unravel their mysteries.

It was interesting that Peggy Rathmann wrote the book in the second person, as if the reader were part of the tale. And the illustrations are wonderfully creative, with black silhouettes framed by an ever darkening, but very colorful sky. The illustrations are very funny in places, which helps to soften the dangerous situations the babies got into.

“The sneak thieves are here!”

“After all, Mr. Sneelock is one of my friends. He might even help out doing small odds and ends. Doing little odd jobs, he could be of some aid... such as selling balloons and the pink lemonade. I think five hundred gallons will be about right. And THEN, I’ll be ready for Opening Night!”

“Fly Dog, fly! I will be your missing eye, and you will be my wings.”

″‘Hop on my back,’ he says. ‘Look into the water and tell me what you see.’ Sighing, Magpie does as he asks. Reflected in the water are clouds and sky and trees- and something else. ‘I see a strange new creature!’ she says. ‘That is us,’ says Dog. ‘Now hold on tight!‘”

“I’m happy my antlers can be of some use. There’s room there to spare, and I’m happy to share! Be my guest and I hope that you’re comfortable there!”

“I find this ball. Very soon I tell you everything. Little fish not so good now. Not so many. We need big fish sometimes from deep sea. We smoke fish. Then we have plenty fish to eat. You understand?” The outrigger was a great deal heavier than it looked. I helped Kensuke drag it down the beach and into the sea. “This very good boat” he said, as we lifted Stella in.

‘This is the story of Juan the Thief whose pursuit of an old lady’s riches teaches him the value of helping others.”

“What does love look like? It has the hands to help others. It has the feet to hasten to the poor and needy. It has eyes to see misery and want. It has the ears to hear the sighs and sorrows of men. That is what love looks like.”

“The Hare hopped over the mountain, to see where Bear could be. On the other side of the mountain, she helped to set Bear free.”

“I tell you, my friends, the trouble with this whole country is that so many are selfish! Here’s a hundred and twenty million people, with 95 percent of ‘em only thinking of self, instead of turning to and helping the responsible business men to bring back prosperity!”

“I want to take what I’ve learned from Tia’s life dedicated to aid & build a life where I can help others.”

“You must learn to help yourselves, that is true; but you must also learn to help one another.”

“It would be a lovely surprise, and at the same time a way of showing what she could do once she really had a free hand.”

“They loved God, and did all the good they could to those around them.”

“Two young friends are given a detached handset from a phone as a gift for helping a strange old gentleman find his glasses. It turns out to be magic, of course, and they have silly adventures.”

“I will stay if I can be of any help.” “Please do. You see, there are women. It will be rather painful. If you would—” He hesitated, and gave Antony a timid little smile, pathetic in so big and self-reliant a man. “Just your moral support, you know. It would be something.”

“We can’t do much, but we can make our little sacrifices, and ought to do it gladly.”

Lost as my own soul is, I would still do what I may for other human souls!

“Don’t you feel that it is pleasanter to help one another, to have daily duties which make leisure sweet when it comes, and to bear and forbear, that home may be comfortable and lovely to us all?”

“It wasn’t dreadful, Jo, only so sad! I saw in a minute it was sicker, but Lottchen said her mother had gone for a doctor, so I took Baby and let Lotty rest. It seemed asleep, but all of a sudden if gave a little cry and trembled, and then lay very still. I tried to warm its feet, and Lotty gave it some milk, but it didn’t stir, and I knew it was dead.”

“Maybe I could help you out of a hole some day”

“I could scarcely walk when my mother, who was called Vasiliki, which means royal,” said the young girl, tossing her head proudly, “took me by the hand, and after putting in our purse all the money we possessed, we went out, both covered with veils, to solicit alms for the prisoners, saying, ‘He who giveth to the poor lendeth to the Lord.’

“I am endeavoring,” he thought, “to make this man happy; I look upon this restitution as a weight thrown into the scale to balance the evil I have wrought. Now, supposing I am deceived, supposing this man has not been unhappy enough to merit happiness. Alas, what would become of me who can only atone for evil by doing good?”

“Why do you mention my father?” stammered he; “why do you mingle a recollection of him with the affairs of today?” “Because I am he who saved your father’s life when he wished to destroy himself, as you do today—because I am the man who sent the purse to your young sister, and the Pharaon to old Morrel—because I am the Edmond Dantès who nursed you, a child, on my knees.”