c2p-cmd/Good-Quotes-Authors huggingface dataset:
Sometimes truths are what we run from, and sometimes they are what we seek.
— R.D. Ronald, The Elephant Tree
[T]he man who meditates is a depraved animal.
— Jean-Jacques Rousseau
Because they do burn leaves here, the older folks do, and I remember now that I love it and always have. The way fall feels at night because of it, because of the crackling sound and walking around the sidewalks, like when you’re a kid, and kicking those soft piles, and seeing smoke from backyards and Mr. Kilstrap standing over the metal drum with the holes in the top, the sparking embers at his feet.
— Megan Abbott, Dare Me
I miss those times when I hadn't a clue.
— Marina Leigh Hatfield
Your life is a reflection… you don't get what you WANT, you get what you ARE. You gotta BE it to SEE it.
— Steve Maraboli, Unapologetically You: Reflections on Life and the Human Experience
...dark furrow lines grid the snow, punctuated by orange abacus beads of pumpkins - now the crows own the field...
— John Geddes, A Familiar Rain
And though I've lived to be an old man with my very own share of happiness for all the mess I made, I still judge every joyous moment, every victory and revelation against those few seconds of living.
— Tim Winton, Breath
Anybody looking for a quiet life has picked the wrong century to born in.
— Whitaker Chambers
When evening comes, I go back home, and go to my study. On the threshold I take off my work clothes, covered in mud and filth, and put on the clothes an ambassador would wear. Decently dressed, I enter the ancient courts of rulers who have long since died. There I am warmly welcomed, and I feed on the only food I find nourishing, and was born to savor. I am not ashamed to talk to them, and to ask them to explain their actions. And they, out of kindness, answer me. Four hours go by without my feeling any anxiety. I forget every worry. I am no longer afraid of poverty, or frightened of death. I live entirely through them.
— Niccolò Machiavelli
What wild undisturbed corners do you leave within you or within your partner, your children, your parents, your closest friends? What is left respectfully and quietly for passive cultivation, for privacy, for the imagination, for discovery, for serendipity, for faith, for secrecy, for grace, for reverence, for the untapped, for the future, for the unknowable and the unknown?
— Kathryn  Hall, Plant Whatever Brings You Joy: Blessed Wisdom from the Garden
Man is certain of nothing but his ability to fail. It is the deepest faith we have, and the unbeliever- the blasphemer, the dissenter- will stimulate in us the most righteous of furies.
— Ken Kesey
This is how it essentially is for Bunny Junior. He loves his dad. He thinks there is no dad better, cleverer, or more capable, and he stands there beside him with a sense of pride — he's my dad — and he also, of course, stands beside him because he has nowhere else to go.
— Nick Cave
Nothing says you're sorry like a dead bunny.
— Patricia Briggs, River Marked
For Adam, screwed-up bonding thing or not, I’d wait forever.“Really?” he asked in a tone I’d never heard from him before. Softer. Vulnerable. Adam didn’t do vulnerable.“Really what?” I asked.“Despite the way our bond scares you, despite the way someone in the pack played you, you’d still have me?”He'd been listening to my thoughts. This time it didn't bother me.“Adam,” I told him, “I’d walk barefoot over hot coals for you.
— Patricia Briggs, Silver Borne
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 well rewarded, Frodo. Be sure that he took so little hurt from the evil, and escaped in the end, because he began his ownership of the Ring so. With Pity.
— J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring
I know you love me. The question is, how much?
— Jodi Picoult
Poor is the man whose pleasure depends on the permission of another.
— Madonna
The quality of mercy is not strain'd,It droppeth as the gentle rain from heavenUpon the place beneath: it is twice blest;It blesseth him that gives and him that takes:'Tis mightiest in the mightiest: it becomesThe throned monarch better than his crown;His sceptre shows the force of temporal power,The attribute to awe and majesty,Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings;But mercy is above this sceptred sway;It is enthroned in the hearts of kings,It is an attribute to God himself;And earthly power doth then show likest God'sWhen mercy seasons justice.
— William Shakespeare, The Merchant of Venice
The Lord's mercy often rides to the door of our heart upon the black horse of affliction.
— Charles Haddon Spurgeon
Mercy laughed. “You have to excuse them—boys suffer from an incurable disability.” “What?” “Testosterone.
— Nalini Singh, Branded by Fire
You should be home sleeping. What is the use of having a man in the house, if he cannot take care of you for a while?” “Mmm,” I said. “I give up. What's the use of having a man in the house?
— Patricia Briggs, Blood Bound
She knows herself to be at the mercy of events, and she knows by now that events have no mercy.
— Margaret Atwood, The Blind Assassin
Mercy is the stuff you give to people that don't deserve it.
— Joyce Meyer
You trying to make me crazy?” “Everyone needs a hobby.
— Nalini Singh, Branded by Fire
Current relationship status?” Her voice cut like an arctic chill blowing through the room.“If you mean me, then you’re not my type. If you mean my dad, he’s single, but I don’t think you’re his type either,” I said with a small smile. Mercy didn’t find it amusing. A small blue vein in her forehead started throbbing like crazy....“Actually, come to think of it, I don’t think he has a type. I’ve never seen him with a woman.Mercy, I hate to break it to you, but there’s a very real possibility my dad is gay.
— Jus Accardo, Touch
Because it strikes me there is something greater than judgement. I think it is called mercy.
— Sebastian Barry, The Secret Scripture
Don't pull any shit because you want to show off.” “Wait a second.” She looked down then back up. “Nope, I haven't grown a cock in the last few minutes. I have no need to prove whose is bigger.
— Nalini Singh, Branded by Fire
Sentinel meeting tonight,” Ria told her. “At Lucas's place.” “Time?” ...“Seven. Sascha's doing dinner.” “God save us all.” Sascha had decided she liked cooking. Unfortunately, cooking didn't like her back.
— Nalini Singh, Branded by Fire
Adam didn't approve of Wal-Mart.
— Patricia Briggs, River Marked
One thing I've always wondered—why did you enter that bikini contest when you were a teenager?” Her face flushed with a mixture of anger and embarrassment. “How far back did you trace me?” “Far enough.” A pause. “You didn't answer my question.” “And you didn't turn into a puff of smoke and disappear. The world is full of disappointments.
— Nalini Singh, Branded by Fire
Are we going to Portland?" I asked. "Or Multnomah Falls?"He smiled at me. "Go to sleep."I waited three seconds. "Are we there yet?"His smile widened, and the last of the usual tension melted from his face. For a smile like that, I'd...do anything.
— Patricia Briggs, River Marked
Trouble seems to follow me around, waiting to club me with a tire iron.
— Patricia Briggs, River Marked
Such a small thing to cause so much trouble.
— Patricia Briggs, Silver Borne
Dorian’s going to love this.”She glared. “I swear to God, you tell him, and I’ll” — what the hell could you threaten an alpha with?—“I’ll tell Hawke you want to go on daily bonding runs with him.
— Nalini Singh, Branded by Fire
You almost died.” “But you brought me back.” She cupped his face in her hands. “I always knew you were there. Death didn't have a chance against the Wall.
— Nalini Singh, Branded by Fire
The Mercy of Allah is an Ocean, Our sins are a lump of clay clenched between the beak of a pigeon. The pigeon is perched on the branch of a tree at the edge of that ocean.It only has to open it's beak
— Leila Aboulela, Minaret
It was complicated. I understood it, mostly, but I had to think a little sideways to do it.
— Patricia Briggs, River Marked
Yes,” I told him. “I think the guy playing the Pirate King was awesome.”He stopped where he was.“What?” I asked, frowning at the big smile on his face.“I didn’t say I liked the Pirate King,” he told me.“Oh.” I closed my eyes—and there he was. A warm, edgy presence right on the edge of my perception. When I opened my eyes, he was standing right in front of me. “Cool,” I told him. “You’re back.”He kissed me leisurely. When he was finished, I was more than ready to head home. Fast.“You make me laugh,” he told me seriously.
— Patricia Briggs, Bone Crossed
Riley knelt down, clasping the fur at the back of her neck. “You’re fucking bruised all down your back. Why the hell didn’t you tell me it hur
— Nalini Singh, Branded by Fire
You said I could pet you as long as I liked.” “Didn't say I wouldn't try to fuck you in the middle of the petting.” Her eyes snapped up to meet his. “That's feline logic. You're a wolf.” “I'm learning from the best.
— Nalini Singh, Branded by Fire
I didn't like anyone except me having their hands all over him. There had been possession in Wolf's touch, and Adam belonged to me.
— Patricia Briggs, River Marked
A hand in her hair, wrenching back her head. "What's my name?"She scratched trails down his back. He didn't even wince. "My name, kitty. Say my name.""Mr. Mud Stick, Muddie for short," she said, even as she rubbed herself against the hard thrust of his denim-covered erection, the roughness of the fabric an exquisite sensation. She would've liked naked skin even more, but he wasn't budging."Say it, or no cock for you today."Her mouth fell open. "Fuck you.""You'll be doing that shortly.
— Nalini Singh, Branded by Fire
I was too busy fighting the river to worry about adjusting my beliefs in accordance to reality.
— Patricia Briggs, River Marked
Smiling, she went for his throat and almost had him, when—using a move that was all sorts of illegal—he flipped her again so her front pressed into the leaf-laden ground, her wrists still locked in his iron grip and pinned above her head. “Cheater.” “So says the woman who tried to kick my balls into my throat,” he pointed out, even as he licked the salt off the skin of her neck in a lazy and highly provocative move.
— Nalini Singh, Branded by Fire
Once— and most of the night definitely counts as once—you can write off as a mistake. But you do this again and he's going to start thinking he has rights over you.” She knew predatory changeling men. They liked control. They particularly liked their women to submit. And Riley was one big giant hunk of testosterone-fueled Neanderthal wolf—he probably thought her submission was his right. She snorted. “Not in this lifetime.
— Nalini Singh, Branded by Fire
So, you tumbled that wolf you were with?” Mercy was too much a pack animal to take offense at the personal question. She grinned. “How did you know it was me?” “Do I look senile to you?”...“Yes,” Mercy said. “And I'm not doing it again.” If she kept telling herself that, maybe her traitorous body would actually notice and shut up with its demands. The older woman gave her a sour look. “Damn shame. What, you like them prettier?” A snort. “In my day, we liked men who looked like men.
— Nalini Singh, Branded by Fire
You do not beg the sun for mercy.-Maud'dib's Travail from The Stilgar Commentary
— Frank Herbert, Dune Messiah
No human face is exactly the same in its lines on each side, no leaf perfect in its lobes, no branch in its symmetry. All admit irregularity as they imply change; and to banish imperfection is to destroy expression, to check exertion, to paralyze vitality. All things are literally better, lovelier, and more beloved for the imperfections which have been divinely appointed, that the law of human life may be Effort, and the law of human judgment, Mercy.
— John Ruskin
When we understand the character of God, when we grasp something of His holiness, then we begin to understand the radical character of our sin and hopelessness. Helpless sinners can survive only by grace. Our strength is futile in itself; we are spiritually impotent without the assistance of a merciful God. We may dislike giving our attention to God's wrath and justice, but until we incline ourselves to these aspects of God's nature, we will never appreciate what has been wrought for us by grace. Even Edwards's sermon on sinners in God's hands was not designed to stress the flames of hell. The resounding accent falls not on the fiery pit but on the hands of the God who holds us and rescues us from it. The hands of God are gracious hands. They alone have the power to rescue us from certain destruction.
— R.C. Sproul, The Holiness of God
All the paths of the Lord are mercy and truth unto such as keep his covenant."] The original Hebrew word that has been translated "paths" means "well-worn roads' or "wheel tracks," such ruts as wagons make when they go down our green roads in wet weather and sink in up to the axles. God's ways are at times like heavy wagon tracks that cut deep into our souls, yet all of them are merciful.
— Charles Haddon Spurgeon, Grace God's Unmerited Favor
I am the reality of all coyotes. The archetype. The epitome. You are just a reflection of me.
— Patricia Briggs, River Marked
Quick as a flash, Sawney Rath's eyes hardened. "Then I'm ordering you to skin Felch alive!" He took the otter's paw, closing it over the knife handle. "Obey me!"The crowded clearing became as silent as a tomb. All eyes were upon the Taggerung, awaiting his reaction to the order.Tagg turned his back on Sawney and strode to the side of the fox strung up to the beech bough. He raised the blade. Felch shut his eyes tight, his head shaking back and forth as his nerves quivered uncontrollably. With a sudden slash Tagg severed the thongs that bound him. Felch slumped to the ground in a shaking heap. Tagg's voice was flat and hard as he turned to face Sawney."I'm sorry to disobey your order. The fox is a sorry thief, but I will not take the life of a helpless beast.
— Brian Jacques, Taggerung
We do not want to have mercy for the things God has under judgment. We do not want to fall in the ditch on the otherside of unsanctified mercy.
— Rick Joyner
Man should strive to be a gentleman in a barbaric world, merciful in a merciless time and humane in an inhumane culture.
— Seth D.
Never beg for mercy. Accept that you have failed. Begging is for dogs and humans.
— Paolo Bacigalupi, The Drowned Cities
There is no exception to this rule: "All the paths of the LORD are mercy and truth unto such as keep his covenant." They say there is no rule without an exception, but there is an exception to that rule.
— Charles Haddon Spurgeon, Grace God's Unmerited Favor
Keep out of this," Lucian said. "I'm not smiting anybody.""You're showing mercy." Catch-a-Tick nodded. "That's heroic, too. But not as good as smiting.
— Lloyd Alexander, The Arkadians
When I said that Mercy stoodWithin the borders of the wood,I meant the lenient beast with clawsAnd bloody swift-dispatching jaws.
— Lawrence Spingarn
Every day my conscience makes confession relying on the hope of Your mercy as more to be trusted than its own innocence.
— Augustine of Hippo, Confessions
Violence is weakness. True strength comes not through brutality and savagery, but through tenderness, mercy and grace.
— Mango Wodzak, The Eden Fruitarian Guidebook
Certain actions bring harm, other more wizened actions bring harmony.
— Mango Wodzak, The Eden Fruitarian Guidebook
GOD HAS NOT MERCY AND NOR WILL I' - The Midnight Heir (The Bane Chronicles, 4) by Cassandra Clare and Sarah Rees Brennan
— Cassandra Clare, The Bane Chronicles
It is bad enough to be unconverted and going to hell. It is even worse to say, “I know it and will not cry for mercy.
— J.C. Ryle, A Call to Prayer
But mercy ceases to be a virtue when it enables further injustice.
— Brent Weeks, The Blood Mirror
Matt Smith?" I said. "Really? You are not the Doctor, Bran. At your age, it is important to keep a lookout for excessive hubris.
— Patricia Briggs, Silence Fallen
But our mercy has a cost, and it might be our lives.
— Victoria Aveyard
You going to watch my butt all day, or are you going to join me?" asked my mate."What if I had said I was going to watch your butt all day?" I asked curiously as I opened the door an stepped into the hot water."I've been considering belly-dancing lessons," he told me in a serious voice.
— Patricia Briggs, Silence Fallen
Don't kill me,' said the knight. 'I yield. I yield. You can't kill a man at mercy.'Lancelot put up his sword and went back from the knight, as if he were going back from his own soul. He felt in his heart cruelty and cowardice, the things which made him brave and kind.'Get up,' he said. 'I won't hurt you. Get up, go.'The knight looked at him, on all fours like a dog, and stood up, crouching uncertainly.Lancelot went away and was sick.
— T.H. White, The Once and Future King
Supplication is to implore God for mercy and compassion, to have pity upon you or to grant you the request given and expect that He will do it.
— Robin Bertram, No Regrets: How Loving Deeply and Living Passionately Can Impact Your Legacy Forever
…but I guess you can never wash anything completely away, not from this dark glass of a world, and now I saw them again, a tangle of names overlying one another, and looking at them was like listening to the dead speak and sing and cry out for mercy.
— Stephen King, The Green Mile
d spoken calmly and without raising my voice but I could see several of them repressing the urge to move back. I smiled mirthlessly: one of these days, Praesi would learn to stop thinking that mercy and ruthlessness were mutually exclusive. I’d made the Forlorn Hope with the intent of deploying it in battle: if it could not be deployed, it could return to the gallows I’d snatched it from. There were only so many chances I was willing to give people.
— ErraticErrata
After the Resurrection, there will be a Day of Judgment. While all will eventually be saved and inherit a kingdom of glory, those who trust in God and seek to follow His laws and ordinances will inherit lives in the eternities that are unimaginable in glory and overwhelming in majesty. That Day of Judgment will be a day of mercy and love—a day when broken hearts are healed, when tears of grief are replaced with tears of gratitude, when all will be made right.
— Dieter F. Utchtdorf“O How Great the Plan of Our God,” Ensign (Conference Edition), November 2016, p.
Sometimes due to God’s mercy, the time in God’s plan can be stretched or extended
— Sunday Adelaja
It was no time for mercy, it was time to terminate with extreme prejudice.
— Eoin Colfer, Artemis Fowl
I hear, "Yes, Let us more education invest!"Whilst destitute, Outside their gates doth rest,Women, children, and men, Poor and a hungered!Odd that colleges fill, Yet mercy is numbered.
— Kari L. Greenaway, There is a God
And there he would either be mercifully annihilated or live forever, insane and yet conscious inside It's homicidal endless formless hungry being.
— Stephen King, It
Lightning has no mercy.
— Victoria Aveyard, Glass Sword
There is a tension in the Bible between justice and mercy, between the Old Testament and the New Testament. And the New Testament says you can never be good enough: goodness is the thing, and you can never live up to it. The main message of Jesus, I believed, is that mercy trumps justice every time.
— Paul Kalanithi, When Breath Becomes Air
Death has no repeal. It is a brute ending that leaves us the legacy of an inscrutable silence. Therefore, I understand the voice of mercy very well.
— Janny Wurts, To Ride Hell’s Chasm
There was nothing for it now but to throw himself on Campos's mercy, and it had been Mr. Rebeck's experience of mercy that it had a tendency to buckle under the weight of a human soul.
— Peter S Beagle
I committed mistakes many times, fall short, tempted and diverted but able to reconfigure my direction because of God's loving mercy.
— Nathaniel E. Quimada
Our heavenly Father is great in mercy,He feeds and clothes us everyday, We will worship and humbly learn from himFor our Lord clothes the grass of the field.
— Brother Yun, The Heavenly Man: The Remarkable True Story of Chinese Christian Brother Yun
Her eyes widened as he guided her backward until she was trapped against the bed. He turned her around so that she faced it.“You remember when we met, how you told me off in your office? Ever since then, I’ve wanted something.” He smoothed his hands up her legs and pushed up her skirt. With one sharp tug, he ripped her lacy thong and tossed it to the floor. “You at my mercy.”He heard the excited catch of her breath and bent his head to murmur in her ear. “Good thing you still have those heels on.
— Julie James, Love Irresistibly
Many that live deserve death. And some that die deserve life. Can you give it to them? Then do no be too eager to deal out death in judgment.
— J.R.R. Tolkien, The Lord of the Rings
The way to forget our miseries, is to remember the God of our mercies.
— Matthew Henry
Predators did not need mercy.
— Conn Iggulden, Conqueror
It is a beautiful offering to Me when you lay down your judgement and choose compassion. When you love others the way I love you, when you hold back the consequences they could have deserved, and when you treat them the way you’d like to be treated, the you shall receive mercy as well.
— Angela Thomas, A Beautiful Offering: Returning God's Love with Your Life
And fear nothing, dear soul, whoever you are; the greater the sinner, the greater his right to Your mercy, O Lord.
— Maria Faustina Kowalska
When our God who is Mercy comes like a shout into your darkness, when the Father stoops down and tenderly picks up the pieces of your broken life, when Jesus steps in front of what you could have deserved, and when the the Lord of Heaven says, “I still want you,” after you thought no one would, it is the most amazing truth of all. I have been overwhelmed by this lavish kingdom gift called Mercy.
— Angela Thomas, A Beautiful Offering: Returning God's Love with Your Life
Does it kill them? I don't want to be killing Americans whatsoever, Jeffrey.
— Brad McKinniss, Beast Machine
Remember that I have been a legalist. We are the ones who throw stones. We are quick to judge without knowledge. We feed rumors and incline our heads to hear more. We label the messy people and gossip about the sinners and shake our heads in disgust. And when you have been a legalist in ministry, it’s not pretty. And it’s not ministry. And it couldn’t possibly be what the Jesus had in mind when He said, “Go and teach them about me.
— Angela Thomas
Mercy is God’s loving response to sinners; and mercy is our loving response to others—and to ourselves—in circumstances of need. To this I would add that mercy, as an experience of love, has an unexpected quality—something unforeseen or unanticipated. We talk about mercy when we feel or offer forgiveness, when we find or give help and assistance, but we also speak about “mercy” when we are surprised by good deeds that catch us unawares and transform our lives for the better.
— Mathew N.  Schmalz, Mercy Matters: Opening Yourself to the Life-Changing Gift
Tenderness, mercy and love, we all need more of.
— Heather Wolf
God had mercy, he knew. The Mongols had none.
— Conn Iggulden, Khan: Empire of Silver
Mercy and cowardice are the same," she snapped out. "But you want their land, not their lives, no? Dead men can't obey.
— Joe Abercrombie, Best Served Cold
Shaytan will tell you that you’re not worthy, so give up. But his traps are based on lies. When was any of it because of *your* worth? It was all because of His mercy, His generosity, His love of giving, and forgiving. And those qualities don’t change because you’re messing up. Just seek them. Call Him by His mercy, not by your deeds.
— Yasmin Mogahed
One day a year let’s all pretendthat death is tucked up, fast asleep.That no lives meet a tragic end,no dreams are shattered on the cheap.The world’s at peace, there are no wars,we hug our friend, our former foe.No beggars die outside locked doors,all cells are empty on death row.Nobody’s stabbed, nobody’s shot,no car runs over someone’s friend.This can’t be true! – Well, maybe not.All I’m saying is: let’s pretend.
— Stig Dagerman, Dagsedlar
Sometimes we pray earnestly, other times we only make a slight mention of a thing and with great expectation, we await the answers to our request. Yet, we are blown away at the fulfillment of the very thing for which we pulled on heaven. You know why? In those moments we see the magnanimity of GOD's unfailing mercy to undeserving men like us.
— TemitOpe Ibrahim
The definition of Ar-Rahman: The fact that we only take from Allah and He only gives
—  we never thank but He still gives
You want to be merciful. To stand in the light. I understand it. I admire it. But, my queen...Only the victors can be merciful.
— Joe Abercrombie, Half a War
Every time the Lord grants you His mercy and favor, doors will be opened for you.
— Sunday Adelaja
When the mercy of God comes into the life of a person, he increases and succeeds in all things.
— Sunday Adelaja
The reality is that we are in the hands of an angry God, who in His abounding mercy and love has given us a way out of what we so rightly deserve; Hell, the Lake of Fire and endless eternities without His presence!
— Billy Witt, True Conversion: An Examination of the Gospel, Evangelism, and the New Birth
Her eyes narrowed when no one bothered to introduce themselves. Even her father just gave a curt nod and kissed Mercy on the cheek before going to his mate. She looked at Bas. “Did you four gang up on Riley?”Absolute silence in the kitchen except for her mother ’s exasperated breath. “Michael T. Smith, I told you to leave the boy alone.”The “boy” held her tighter against him, obviously not the least bit worried. “I’m fine, Mrs. Smith. And I have a sister, too.”Lia turned her gaze on Riley. “Good God, Mercy. You brought another one into the family?
— Nalini Singh, Branded by Fire
Her eyes narrowed when no one bothered to introduce themselves. Even her father just gave a curtnod and kissed Mercy on the cheek before going to his mate. She looked at Bas. “Did you four gangup on Riley?”Absolute silence in the kitchen except for her mother ’s exasperated breath. “Michael T. Smith, I toldyou to leave the boy alone.”The “boy” held her tighter against him, obviously not the least bit worried. “I’m fine, Mrs. Smith.And I have a sister, too.”Lia turned her gaze on Riley. “Good God, Mercy. You brought another one into the family?
— Nalini Singh, Branded by Fire
Some of God's greatest mercies are in his refusals. He says no in order that he may, in some way we cannot imagine, say yes.
— Elisabeth Elliot
If we have, through grace, an interest in Him who is the Fountain, we may rejoice in him when the streams of temporal mercies are dried up.
— Matthew Henry, Matthew Henry's Commentary on the Whole Bible
Karsa's expression soured. 'When I began this journey, I was young. I believed in one thing. Ibelieved in glory. I know now, Siballe, that glory is nothing. Nothing. This is what I now understand.''What else do you now understand, Karsa Orlong?''Not much. Just one other thing. The same cannot be said for mercy.
— Steven Erikson, House of Chains
A broken soul doesn't invest in boundaries because the world has crossed them, without mercy.
— Shannon L. Alder
Psalm 57:1--Have mercy on me, my God, have mercy on me, for in you I take refuge. I will take refuge in the shadow of your wings until the disaster has passed.
— Ronie Kendig, Hawk
Mercy.Do any of the gods care about such things or only that their contracts and agreements are fulfilled?
— T.K. Thorne, Angels at the Gate
... the Wisdom of God ... rules all things, because it is infinitely more powerful and more loving and, above all, more merciful than ours.
— Father Jacques Philippe
Mercy reflects the presence of the Lord in your heart and your life.
— Elizabeth George, Beautiful in God's Eyes: The Treasures of the Proverbs 31 Woman
And the fools… well, the fools are there for us to fleece and then to show mercy.
— Katya G. Cohen, The American Spellbound
Beginning in 1519 and continuing until the end of his life, Luther expounded a theme that the Sacrament brings and means a fellowship of love and mercy: "This fellowship consists in this, that all the spiritual possessions of Christ and his saints are shared with and become the common property of him who receives this sacrament. Again all sufferings and sins also become common property; and thus love engenders love in return and [mutual love] unites . . . It is like a city where every citizen shares with all the others the city's name, honor, freedom, trade, customs, usages, help, support, protection, and the like, while at the same time he shares all the dangers of fire and flood, enemies and death, losses taxes and the like. For he who would share in the profits must also share in the costs, and ever recompense love with love . . ." For Luther, unity with respect to the Sacrament meant both doctrinal agreement and love. When the prerequisite to church fellowship is defined merely (however important!) in terms of doctrinal fellowship, it can end in a Platonic pursuit of a frigid and rigid mental ideal. Doctrinal unity, true unity in Christ's body and blood, is also a unity of deep love and mercy. If I will not lay down my burden on Christ and the community, or take up the burdens of others who come to the Table, then I should not go to the Sacrament. Close(d) Communion is also a fellowship of love and mercy with my brother and sister in Christ as Luther taught in the previous citation.
— Matthew C. Harrison, Christ Have Mercy: How to Put Your Faith in Action
The ones who take human circumstances too personally will eventually be left outside mercy
— Prabhukrishna M
One more month," he said finally. "And then they—and Samuel, too—will just have to get used to it. His eye is the color of a bitch with dark chocolate, worst few years and he leaned forward. "And you will marry me." I smiled, showing my teeth. "Don't you mean, ‘will you marry me?’" I meant it to be funny, but his eyes brightened until the gold flecks were swimming in the darkness. "You had your chance to run, coyote. It's too late now.
— Patricia Briggs, Silver Borne
Yet each flower, each twig, each pebble, shines as though illuminated from within, as once before, on her first day in the Garden. It’s the stress, it’s the adrenalin, it’s a chemical effect: she knows this well enough. But why is it built in? she thinks. Why are we designed to see the world as supremely beautiful just as we’re about to be snuffed? Do rabbits feel the same as the fox teeth bite down on their necks? Is it mercy?
— Margaret Atwood, The Year of the Flood
Part of a moon was falling down the west,Dragging the whole sky with it to the hills.Its light poured softly in her lap. She sawAnd spread her apron to it. She put out her handAmong the harp-like morning-glory strings,Taut with the dew from garden bed to eaves,As if she played unheard the tendernessThat wrought on him beside her in the night.
— Robert Frost, The Poetry of Robert Frost
A real decision makes one humble, one knows that it is at the mercy of more things that can be named.
— James     Baldwin, Giovanni's Room
Divine punishment are also mercies.
— C.S. Lewis, Surprised by Joy: The Shape of My Early Life
This heart still believes that love and mercy still exist.
— Garth Brooks, Garth Brooks -- Fresh Horses: Authentic Guitar Tab [With Full-Color Pull-Out Poster]
The quality of mercy is not strained;It droppeth as the gentle rain from heavenUpon the place beneath. It is twice blessed;It blesseth him that gives, and him that takes.'Tis mightiest in the mightiest; it becomesThe throned monarch better than his crown; * * * * *It is enthroned in the hearts of kings;It is an attribute to God himself.
— William Shakespeare
Food was good, company better, and if I had been a cat, I'd have preferred.
— Patricia Briggs, Silver Borne
God extend His power of great mercy and forgiveness to all men.
— Lailah Gifty Akita
If you knew the mercy I am showing by not dismembering you where you stand for getting in my way, you would not stop thanking me.
— Thomm Quackenbush, Danse Macabre (Night's Dream, #2)
Kill the king but spare the man.
— Thomas Paine
Only those who will love longer than they expected to can truly love pecan pie, which doesn't explain its status as death rows most requested last dessert, or why chopped pecans, corn syrup, directions from the Karo bottle's cherry-red side are what mercy taste like to some. But there you have it.
— Kate Lebo, A Commonplace Book of Pie
You know,” Taniel said, “we could have kept firing after they sounded the retreat. Would have wiped out thousands on the mountainside. The Kez did that to us in Fatrasta a few times.”Gavril snorted angrily. “War has to have some decorum. Otherwise it’s back to the Bleakening for all of us, and Kresimir be damned.
— Brian  McClellan, Promise of Blood
A noble heart is a thankful heart that loves to acknowledge whenever it has received any mercy.
— Jeremiah Burroughs, Contentment, Prosperity, and God's Glory
You are never far removed from God’s love and mercy.
— Jim George
Now you fear punishment and beg for your lives, so I will let you free, if not for any other reason so that you can see the difference between a Greek king and a barbarian tyrant, so do not expect to suffer any harm from me. A king does not kill messengers.
— Alexander the Great
Everybody slips up becaues we're not perfect
—  that's what mercy is for.
Joy blossoms in our hearts not as we try harder and harder to grow, but as we see more clearly the depth of our sin and understand more fully our helplessness.
— Barbara R. Duguid, Extravagant Grace: God's Glory Displayed in Our Weakness
His mercy is so great that it forgives great sins to great sinners after great lengths of time and then gives great favors and great privileges and raises us up to great enjoyments in the great heaven of the great God!
— Charles Haddon Spurgeon
For crissakes, you're the frickin' poster boy for DarkRiver with your 'Gee, shucks, I'm harmless' act."Dorian was used to being ribbed about his looks. With his blond hair and blue eyes, he looked more like a surfer hanging out for the right wave than blooded DarkRiver sentinel."Look who's talking, Miss Bikini Babe 2067.
— Nalini Singh, Hostage to Pleasure
Prayers will never reach God unless they are founded on free mercy.
— John Calvin, Institutes of the Christian Religion, 2 Vols
And men who do not expect to receive mercy eventually lose their inclination to grant it.
— Caputo Philip
Do ACTS of MERCY in a BIG WAY.
— Kristian Goldmund Aumann
It’s the only way to know you’re really in love, when you ask the question would it be harder to watch him die, or to know he’ll watch me die? Is there more mercy in being the one who does the watching or in being the one who does the dying? It’s when you realize what mercy-killing actually means, it’s when you actually care to the point of tormenting worry. It’s not roses and white horses, it’s fucking brutal and it can send a person running for the hills. To love is brave.
— Renee Carlino, Sweet Thing
Werewolf games," Mercy said solemnly, "play for keeps, or go home." She was so cute sometimes it made Adam's heart hurt.
— Patricia Briggs, Frost Burned
Yes," he said sincerely. "Such a one deserves peanut butter on the seat of his pants.
— Patricia Briggs, Frost Burned
It is a measure of a nation their cunning! It is a measure of a nation their strength! And it is a measure of a nation," I leaned forward and screeched, "their mercy!" I leaned back and surveyed the crowd and for some bizarre reason kept right on shouting. The condemned you see before you have been tried justly and meet their sentence fairly. They have done wrong and they will pay for it. But I am not the Winter Princess of a nation who does not see that even the condemned deserve to be treated with respect as they face death. You may think they do not deserve it but it is your duty as Lunwynians to rise above their actionsnot fall to their depths. They will hang for their crimes and you will watch this sentence carried out.How could that not be enough for you?"I tore my eyes away from the now whispering crowd as those close sent my words far,feeling Frey’s arm still tight around my middle but I ignored it and looked down at the scaffold.Bring her to her feet,” I ordered the guardstanding around Viola and they shifted andstared up at me in stupefaction so I snapped,“ Bring her to her feet!”They jumped toward Viola who I avoidedlooking at as they helped her up and movedher to her noose. Instead, I looked back tothe crowd and, yep, you guessed it, kept right on shouting."Today, you witness something infinitely sad. Three people who have gone wrong somewhere in their lives, done wrong be-cause of it and therefore are paying the ulti-mate price. Do not stand there shouting and jeering, demonstrating that they were right to move against this great nation, those for-tunate enough to inhabit her ice-bound earth and those privileged to wear her crowns.Stand there and, as the Lunwynians I know you to be, stand strong, stand proud and stand filled with mercy.
— Kristen Ashley, Wildest Dreams
--she walked into her bathroom, stripped, and entered the shower.The door opened a minute later to expose Riley standing there, beer in hand.Scraping damp strands of red off her face, she glared at him. "I don't remember giving you an invitation.""You said to amuse myself while you shower." A slow, slow, deliciously slow 
— Nalini Singh, Branded by Fire
Everything a baptized person does every day should be directly or indirectly related to the Corporal and Spiritual Works of Mercy.
— Dorothy Day
I couldn't believe his arrogance. I turned away hoping to ignore him enough so he'd just leave."Just give me five minutes," came Flynn's muffled voice through the closed window.I ignored him. He'd caused me way too much trouble."Mercy, just crack the window so we can talk."I did and immediately said, "You are a solipsistic obdurate asshole." Then I rolled the window back up to continue to ignore him."What the hell? You and these words," he muttered loud enough they came clearly through the closed window.
— Shannon Dermott, Beg for Mercy
Can you two keep from tearing each other's throats out during however long it takes to find Nash?" Lucas's dry tone did nothing to hide the feline amusement in his eyes as he broke into her line of sight. "Or maybe I should be worrying about clothes instead?
— Nalini Singh, Branded by Fire
To deny the force of divine judgment, then, is to make God less than God, and to make us less than His children. For every father must discipline His children, and paternal discipline is itself a mercy, a fatherly expression of love.
— Scott Hahn, The Lamb's Supper: The Mass as Heaven on Earth
Even the disciples, who at times could be dense as bricks, realized that the true neighbor was the one who showed mercy to a stranger.
— Scott Russell Sanders, A Private History of Awe
[Camus] "The meaning if my works: so many men are deprived of mercy. How to live without mercy? One must try and do what Christianity never did: to take care of the damned.
— Olivier Todd, Albert Camus: A Life
Truth be told, there wasn't a single one of them who didn't deserve a lightning bolt from the Almighty. Everything else was straight mercy.
— Mike Duran, The Telling
The tears of Christ are the pity of God. The gentleness of Jesus is the long-suffering of God. The tenderness of Jesus is the love of God. "He that hath seen Me hath seen the Father.
— Alexander MacLaren
What can a soldier do when mercy is treason, and he is alone in it?
— Laini Taylor, Days of Blood & Starlight
Heart turned to me, his face thought­ful. “Yes­ter­day morn­ing. Yes, that means that Daphne hadn’t been home for two days be­fore that.” He smiled at me. “You were sup­posed to be the Al­pha’s eye can­dy.”Adam laughed.“What?” I asked him. “You don’t think I’d be good eye can­dy?” I looked down at my over­alls and grease-​stained hands. I’d torn an­oth­er nail to the quick.“Hon­ey is eye can­dy,” said Ben apolo­get­ical­ly. “You’re . . . just you.”“Mine,” said Adam, edg­ing be­tween Heart and me. “Mine is what she is.
— Patricia Briggs, Silver Borne
We get the odd notion that God is showing mercy because Jesus died. No. Jesus died because God is showing mercy.
— A.W. Tozer, The Attributes of God: A Journey Into the Father's Heart
Knowing someone desires you is the greatest aphrodisiac
— Patricia Briggs, Bone Crossed
When God justifies a sinner, everything in God is on the sinner's side. All the attributes of God are on the sinner's side. It isn't that mercy is pleading for the sinner and justice is trying to beat him to death. All of God does all that God does.
— A.W. Tozer, The Attributes of God: A Journey Into the Father's Heart
Mercy will we overcome thisOh one by one could we turn it aroundMaybe carry on just a little bit longerAnd I try to give you what you need
— Dave Matthews Band
I’ve always been bad. Probably I shall be bad again, punished again. But the worse I am, the more I need God. I can’t shut myself out from His mercy.
— Evelyn Waugh, Brideshead Revisited: The Sacred and Profane Memories of Captain Charles Ryder
To keep you is no benefit, to destroy you is no loss.
— Khmer Rouge
It was, she had to admit, some kind of wonderful to be kissed so deliciously by the only man who had dared play with her cat with the intention of winning.
— Nalini Singh
Mercy is a source of life because we breathe our own spirits through it into the lives of others.
— Eugene Kennedy
It was, she had to admit, some kind of wonderful to be kissed so deliciously by the only mand who had dared play with her cat with the intention of winning.
— Nalini Singh
Love is faith in action." ~R. Alan Woods [2006]
— R. Alan Woods, The Journey Is the Destination: A Book of Quotes With Commentaries
I contend that those who Agape can only administer mercy and grace."~R. Alan Woods [2012]
— R. Alan Woods, The Journey Is The Destination: A Photo Journal
I must get my soul back from you
—  I am killing my flesh without it.
...I therefore hate the corrupt, slaveholding, women-whipping, cradle-plundering, partial and hypocritical Christianity of the land... I look upon it as the climax of all misnomers, the boldest of all frauds, and the grossest of all libels. Never was there a clearer case of 'stealing the livery of the court of heaven to serve the devil in.' I am filled with unutterable loathing when I contemplate the religious pomp and show, together with the horrible inconsistencies, which every where surround me. We have men-stealers for ministers, women-whippers for missionaries, and cradle-plunderers for church members. The man who wields the blood-clotted cowskin during the week fills the pulpit on Sunday, and claims to be a minister of the meek and lowly Jesus. . . . The slave auctioneer’s bell and the church-going bell chime in with each other, and the bitter cries of the heart-broken slave are drowned in the religious shouts of his pious master. Revivals of religion and revivals in the slave-trade go hand in hand together. The slave prison and the church stand near each other. The clanking of fetters and the rattling of chains in the prison, and the pious psalm and solemn prayer in the church, may be heard at the same time. The dealers in the bodies of men erect their stand in the presence of the pulpit, and they mutually help each other. The dealer gives his blood-stained gold to support the pulpit, and the pulpit, in return, covers his infernal business with the garb of Christianity. Here we have religion and robbery the allies of each other—devils dressed in angels’ robes, and hell presenting the semblance of paradise.
— Frederick Douglass, Narrative of the Life of Frederick Douglass
You can't hold a man down without staying down with him.
— Booker T. Washington
You must resist the common urge toward the comforting narrative of divine law, toward fairy tales that imply some irrepressible justice. The enslaved were not bricks in your road, and their lives were not chapters in your redemptive history. They were people turned to fuel for the American machine. Enslavement was not destined to end, and it is wrong to claim our present circumstance—no matter how improved—as the redemption for the lives of people who never asked for the posthumous, untouchable glory of dying for their children. Our triumphs can never compensate for this.
— Ta-Nehisi Coates, Between the World and Me
The difference between technology and slavery is that slaves are fully aware that they are not free
— Nassim Nicholas Taleb
Slavery is such an atrocious debasement of human nature, that its very extirpation, if not performed with solicitous care, may sometimes open a source of serious evils. The unhappy man who has been treated as a brute animal, too frequently sinks beneath the common standard of the human species. The galling chains, that bind his body, do also fetter his intellectual faculties, and impair the social affections of his heart… To instruct, to advise, to qualify those, who have been restored to freedom, for the exercise and enjoyment of civil liberty… and to procure for their children an education calculated for their future situation in life; these are the great outlines of the annexed plan, which we have ad
— Benjamin Franklin, Writings
I have observed this in my experience of slavery, - that whenever my condition was improved, instead of its increasing my contentment, it only increased my desire to be free, and set me to thinking of plans to gain my freedom. I have found that, to make a contented slave, it is necessary to make a thoughtless one. It is necessary to darken his moral and mental vision, and, as far as possible, to annihilate the power of reason. He must be able to detect no inconsistencies in slavery; he must be made to feel that slavery is right; and he can be brought to that only when he ceased to be a man.
— Frederick Douglass, Narrative of the Life of Frederick Douglass
It is important and right that all privileges of the law be ours, but it is vastly more important that we be prepared for the exercise of those privileges.
— Booker T. Washington, Up From Slavery: An Autobiography
Not kill us," Pigeon corrected. "She was mainly just trying to turn us into mindless slaves.
— Brandon Mull, The Candy Shop War
We are going to emancipate ourselves from mental slavery, for though others may free the body, none but ourselves can free the mind. Mind is our only ruler; sovereign.
— Marcus Garvey
I am aware that many object to the severity of my language; but is there not cause for severity? I will be as harsh as truth, and as uncompromising as justice. On this subject, I do not wish to think, or to speak, or write, with moderation. No! no! Tell a man whose house is on fire to give a moderate alarm; tell him to moderately rescue his wife from the hands of the ravisher; tell the mother to gradually extricate her babe from the fire into which it has fallen; — but urge me not to use moderation in a cause like the present. I am in earnest — I will not equivocate — I will not excuse — I will not retreat a single inch — AND I WILL BE HEARD.
— William Lloyd Garrison
But there’s no such thing as free. There are only different and more horrible ways to be enslaved.
— Lauren DeStefano, Fever
Slaves sing most when they are most unhappy. The songs of the slave represent the sorrows of his heart; and he is relieved by them, only as an aching heart is relieved by its tears.
— Frederick Douglass, Narrative of the Life of Frederick Douglass
Slavery is a sin when whites were put to the yoke, but not the African. All men are created equal, unless we decide you are not a man.
— Colson Whitehead, The Underground Railroad
You can't tell how heavy somebody else's load is just from looking. The Lord doesn't give us more than we can carry
— Lalita Tademy, Cane River
Reaching too deep into something not meant for you is full of pain. Figure out what you can have and work on that
— Lalita Tademy, Cane River
These are the woes of Slaves;They glare from the abyss;They cry, from unknown graves,"We are the Witnesses!
— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Poems on Slavery.
I looked at my hands to see if I was the same person.
— Harriet Tubman