You have what I can afford to give. You are a panhandler, begging for anything, and I am the man walking briskly by, tossing a quarter or so into your paper cup. I can afford to give you this. This does not break me.
We are at our best when we help the weakest. The weak make us strong.
Anybody who helps the poor is delighted.
The good Samaritan, he's getting dressed, he's getting ready for the show. He's going to the carnival tonight on Desolation Row.
By Jove the stranger and the poor are sent, and what to those we give, to Jove is lent.
Great almes-giving lessens no mans living.
Anybody who helps the poor is delighted. So naturally, they (critics) are not very happy with us.
How white are the fair robes of Charity as she walketh amid the lowly habitations of the poor!
The poor folk gladly came to me, for I did them no unkindness, but helped them as much as I could.
