A Quote by David Rockefeller

I do not like to be unkind. — © David Rockefeller
I do not like to be unkind.
A will to be unkind is like a sickness. It can be healed or driven out. But to be unkind because you are thoughtless is the worst kind of blindness: difficult to cure, because you cannot see the fault even as you commit it.
Unkind people imagine themselves to be inflicting pain on someone equally unkind.
I can be unkind to someone in the street or in the subway - I'm a bad-tempered person - but I'm unable to be unkind to a character. They exist because of me, and I have responsibility for them.
I don't think I'm an unkind person, I don't think my books are unkind, and I don't think my readers are unkind.
If one person is unkind to an animal it is considered to be cruelty, but if a lot of people are unkind to animals (especially in the name of profit) the cruelty is condoned and will be defended by otherwise intelligent people.
Only once in my life was I on the edge of incivility. I do not like to be unkind.
When I'm called unkind... that really cuts to the quick. You can say anything else that you like about me.
With Twitter people oddly feel accountable for what they write. When someone is unkind, the community rallies like you wouldn't believe to shut it down.
Thinking of what Jesus did NOT say from the cross: not a bitter, angry, unkind, whining, profane, unnecessary word. There is none like Him!
Any form of measuring yourself by the unkind action of another towards you is like looking into a badly fractured mirror... and then blaming yourself for the shattered image you see therein.
Why are people so unkind?
Unkindness to anything means an injustice to that thing. If I am unkind to you I do you an injustice, or wrong you in some way. On the other hand, if I try to assist you in every way that I can to make a better citizen and in every way to do my very best for you, I am kind to you. The above principles apply with equal force to the soil. The farmer whose soil produces less every year, is unkind to it in some way; that is, he is not doing by it what he should; he is robbing it of some substance it must have, and he becomes, therefore, a soil robber rather than a progressive farmer.
To be unkind to anyone. There's no room for that. Not on my watch.
The world is unkind to the shoeless and frolicsome.
Kindness. The most unkind thing of all.
You must not be unkind, especially when it happens that you're right.
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