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.

Mercy among the virtues is like the moon among the stars ... It is the light that hovers above the read more

Mercy among the virtues is like the moon among the stars ... It is the light that hovers above the judgment seat.

Of all the characters of cruelty, I consider the most despicable the one that cloaks himself in a garb of read more

Of all the characters of cruelty, I consider the most despicable the one that cloaks himself in a garb of mercy.

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.

There are three things in the world that deserve no mercy, hypocrisy, fraud, and tyranny.

There are three things in the world that deserve no mercy, hypocrisy, fraud, and tyranny.

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.

Mercy often inflicts death.
[Lat., Mortem misericors saepe pro vita dabit.]

Mercy often inflicts death.
[Lat., Mortem misericors saepe pro vita dabit.]

Do not stand on a high pedestal and take 5 cents in your hand and say, "here, my poor man", read more

Do not stand on a high pedestal and take 5 cents in your hand and say, "here, my poor man", but be grateful that the poor man is there, so by making a gift to him you are able to help yourself.It is not the reciever that is blessed, but it is the giver.Be thankful that you are allowed to exercise your power of benevolence and mercy in the world, and thus become pure and perfect.

When all thy mercies, O my God,
My rising soul surveys,
Transported with the view I'm lost,
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When all thy mercies, O my God,
My rising soul surveys,
Transported with the view I'm lost,
In wonder, love and praise.