The quality of mercy is not strained; It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven Upon the place beneath. It read more

The quality of mercy is not strained; It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven Upon the place beneath. It is twice blessed- It blesseth him that gives, and him that takes.

They are immobile and voiceless,
and cannot ask for the mercy of water,
those trapped caged house plants.
In the read more

They are immobile and voiceless,
and cannot ask for the mercy of water,
those trapped caged house plants.
In the winter they feel no breeze
nor are they touched by a hand which frees.

Nothing emboldens sin so much as mercy.

Nothing emboldens sin so much as mercy.

The quality of mercy is not strain'd, It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven Upon the place beneath: it read more

The quality of mercy is not strain'd, It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven Upon the place beneath: it is twice bless'd; It blesseth him that gives and him that takes.

Our prayer and God's mercy are like two buckets in a well; while the one ascends the other descends.

Our prayer and God's mercy are like two buckets in a well; while the one ascends the other descends.

Open thy gate of mercy, gracious God,
My soul flies through these wounds to seek out thee.

Open thy gate of mercy, gracious God,
My soul flies through these wounds to seek out thee.

To hide the fault I see:
That mercy I to others show,
That mercy show to me.

To hide the fault I see:
That mercy I to others show,
That mercy show to me.

How can we speak of right and justice if we take an innocent creature and shed
its blood?
How can read more

How can we speak of right and justice if we take an innocent creature and shed
its blood?
How can we pray to God for mercy if we ourselves have no mercy?
Nobel laureate in literature.

Think not the good,
The gentle deeds of mercy thou hast done,
Shall die forgotten all; the read more

Think not the good,
The gentle deeds of mercy thou hast done,
Shall die forgotten all; the poor, the prisoner,
The fatherless, the friendless, and the widow,
Who daily owe the bounty of thy hand,
Shall cry to Heaven, and pull a blessing on thee.