Most of the time nothing much is required of directors, which is a pity.

He saw her right after the seventh-period bell rang. She seemed dressed for the sole purpose of blending in with the lockers, but she stood out, anyway. It didn’t matter that her wide blue eyes...

After everything, you still want to believe that love prevails, that in the end there will be justice. That is an illusion, and I pity you.

We are quite happy with the bronze medal but it was a pity that we were not in our best form to compete here.

To a sensitive being, pity is not seldom pain.

It is not love that transforms the world, but pity.

The year 2100 will see eugenics universally established. In past ages, the law governing the survival of the fittest roughly weeded out the less desirable strains. Then man’s new sense of pity began to interfere...

It’s a pity some players couldn’t come because of injuries. But the level of tennis we witnessed was very high.

Popular culture is a place where pity is called compassion, flattery is called love, propaganda is called knowledge, tension is called peace, gossip is called news, and auto-tune is called singing.

While pity shows a lack of respect for other human beings, compassion has its roots in a deep respect for others. Pity is an emotion; compassion is a connection. Compassion sees the other as equal....

People are always doing things for my sake and strangely enough, I’m the one who suffers for it.

It is a wonderful thing to be liked by a stranger, but without respect it is pointless. It is like pulling the pedals off a rose and throwing the stem at the person you like....

The person who deserves most pity is a lonesome one on a rainy day who doesn’t know how to read.

Húrin soon marked that Túrin did not wear the knife, and he asked him whether his warning had made him fear it. Then Túrin answered: ‘No; but I gave the knife to Sador the woodwright.’...

We need to suffer, that we may learn to pity.

Loneliness, dejection, the contempt or pity of people around you–these are unpleasant feelings. But they are precisely the things that produce genuine Dark Ones.

So true it is, and so terrible, too, that up to a certain point the thought or sight of misery enlists our best affections; but, in certain special cases, beyond that point it does not....

When someone tells me they don’t read, I like to walk up to them and stroke their hair, pet it really, because you know who also doesn’t read? My cat. In essence, these people are...

It is easy to condemn, it is better to pity.

It is strange how you shall hate a man, and yet pity him from the depths.

As so many commitments demand your timeOr your shut-eye important be,Your attraction to me must in some way lack,Such a pity to spend time on thee.

There were very few restrictions on who could come here. For the most part, we just took pity on them.

I couldn’t think of anyone I’d ever felt sorry for. There were plenty of kids I was envious of. There were others I achingly admired, but that might simply be another form of jealousy. Then...

Vina e un vis, mila e singura realitate.

I pity him who refuses to leave the minatory of his refutable Judgments and still insisting on producing his light to lit our worlds.

What a pity that Bilbo did not stab that vile creature, when he had a chance!’Pity? It was Pity that stayed his hand. Pity, and Mercy: not to strike without need. And he has been...

West couldn’t simply leave the man like this, he didn’t have it in him.”Goodman Heath,” he said as he approached, and the peasant looked up at him, surprised. He fumbled for his hat and made...

I don’t ask for your pity, but just for your understanding – not even that – no. Just for some recognition of me in you, and the enemy, time, in us all.

Except for the sound of the rain, on the road, on the roofs, on the umbrella, there was absolute silence: only the dying moan of the sirens continued for a moment or two to vibrate...

The Lord has put more hardships atop the shoulders of my neighbors — more than I can even fathom coping with. I will strive to find a way to turn pity into admiration, for what...

Humane sentiments are baseless, mad, and improper; they are incredibly feeble; never do they withstand the gainsaying passions, never do they resist bare necessity.

Beware pride; it would have us seek revenge from those most deserving of our pity.