Quotes about kindness
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Source: Women (1978)
Context: I was drawn to all the wrong things: I liked to drink, I was lazy, I didn't have a god, politics, ideas, ideals. I was settled into nothingness; a kind of non-being, and I accepted it. I didn't make for an interesting person. I didn't want to be interesting, it was too hard. What I really wanted was only a soft, hazy space to live in, and to be left alone. On the other hand, when I got drunk I screamed, went crazy, got all out of hand. One kind of behavior didn't fit the other. I didn't care.

“There's a word for that kind of lie. Hope.”
Source: World War Z: An Oral History of the Zombie War

Source: Story People: Selected Stories & Drawings of Brian Andreas
Source: Just Wanna Testify
Wilderness Letter http://wilderness.org/bios/former-council-members/wallace-stegner (1960)
Source: The Sound of Mountain Water
Source: Why Men Love Bitches: From Doormat to Dreamgirl—A Woman's Guide to Holding Her Own in a Relationship

“I need some kind of… like… last minute, poorly-set-up deus ex machina!!”
Source: Scott Pilgrim, Volume 3: Scott Pilgrim & The Infinite Sadness

“I kind of have to go to the bathroom," Aria said woozily.
Ezra smiled. "Can I come?”
Source: Pretty Little Liars
Source: Divine Beauty: The Invisible Embrace
Source: Grace (Eventually): Thoughts on Faith

“What kind of assholes bring a kid into worlds like these?”
Source: Saga, Vol. 1
Source: Desert Places
“I do not say what I feel, and people often take that for shyness, even kindness.”
Source: Come to Me

“There are all kinds of psychological disorders in the West that don't exist in Asia.”
Source: Battle Hymn of the Tiger Mother

April 18, 1775, p. 258
Life of Samuel Johnson (1791), Vol II

“Myth must be kept alive. The people who can keep it alive are the artists of one kind or another.”

"Cowboy Librarians" (13 December 1997)
A Prairie Home Companion
Source: Dusty and Lefty: The Lives of the Cowboys

“Paradise will be a kind of library”
Poem of the Gifts ["Poema de los Dones"]
Dreamtigers (1960)
Variant: I have always imagined Paradise as a kind of library.
Source: Divine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood
Source: Clean Sweep

“What kind of person doesn't let you have gummi bears?”
Source: Beauty Queens

“Sure the world breeds monsters, but kindness grows just as wild…”
Source: The Liars' Club
Source: Magic Strikes

"The Precarious Vogue of Ingmar Bergman" in Esquire (April 1960); republished as "The Northern Protestant" in Nobody Knows My Name: More Notes of a Native Son (1961) and in The Price of the Ticket (1985)

“ʺWhy,ʺ he began slowly, ʺis Victor Dashkov joining us?ʺ
ʺWell, itʹs kind of a funny story…ʺ”
Source: Last Sacrifice

“I learned to write by reading the kind of books I wished I'd written.”

“Man is so made that he can only find relaxation from one kind of labor by taking up another.”
L'homme est ainsi fait qu'il ne se délasse d'un travail que par un autre.
Pt. II, ch. 4
Source: The Crime of Sylvestre Bonnard (1881)

“He would have been handsome—in a serial-killer kind of way—if not for those tattoos.”
Source: The Darkest Night
Source: How to Talk to a Widower

“The choices we make about the lives we live determine the kinds of legacies we leave.”
Source: The Other Wes Moore: One Name, Two Fates

“Part 3
BACK TO SCHOOL (THE NORMAL KIND)”
Source: School's Out—Forever
“You can either practice being right or practice being kind.”

“Slowly but surly I want to strip her of every kind of happiness as to make a saint of her.”
Source: Our Lady of the Flowers

“Hatred is a most pernicious thing, finding root in any kind of soil. It feeds on itself.”
House of Chains (2002)
Context: "There's little value in seeking to find reasons for why people do what they do, or feel the way they feel. Hatred is a most pernicious thing, finding root in any kind of soil. It feeds on itself."
"With words."

Source: Catch-22 (1961)
Context: Yossarian was cold, too, and shivering uncontrollably.... It was easy to read the message in his entrails. Man was matter, that was Snowden's secret. Drop him out a window and he'll fall. Set fire to him and he'll burn. Bury him and he'll rot, like other kinds of garbage. The spirit gone, man is garbage. That was Snowden's secret. Ripeness was all.

Source: My True Love Gave to Me: Twelve Holiday Stories