Quotes About Sympathy

I nodded with genuine synthetic sympathy.

Maree may have noted that I said "wife" and not "ex," which imparted some information to her. She was smarter than the package suggested. She frowned her sympathy, which I didn't respond to.

for his reelection because he obviously sympathized with those who, like herself, were hard of hearing. Following the press conference, Edward chaired a

sometimes an abundance of sympathy can be more overwhelming than solitude. Giles

that often the onlooker suffers even more than the participant.

It may have been inconsiderate of me not to respond to those who had only kindness in their hearts, but sometimes an abundance of sympathy can be more overwhelming than solitude.

sometimes an abundance of sympathy can be more overwhelming than solitude.

It may have been inconsiderate of me not to respond to those who had only kindness in their hearts, but sometimes an abundance of sympathy can be more overwhelming than solitude. Giles

Heartbreak is funny to everyone but the heartbroken.

It seemed like we were supposed to feel sorry for everything that ever happened, ever.

Callie rises up inside me, wearing my skin like a loose robe. She sticks her little hands into the baggy sleeves of my arms. She inserts her chimp's feet through the trousers of my legs. On the sidewalk I'll feel her girlish walk take over, and the movement brings back a kind of emotion, a desolate and gossipy sympathy for the girls I see coming home from school.

We went outside with our hair wet in the hopes of catching flu ourselves so that we might share their delirium.

No, it's not a 'corpse thing.' I feel I lack the emotional capacity to deal with those in mourning...

Phin spared a moment of sympathy for Frank until he looked back and saw him at the bar, leaning into Clea's cleavage. Get a grip, Frank, he thought, and then he looked down Sophie's dress and thought, Never mind, Frank.

The ones who nod in sympathy when their friends talked about street harassment, but whose lived experience involved more shouts of "lose some weight" than cat calls and leers. The

It is in our faults and failings, not in our virtues, that we touch one another and find sympathy. We differ widely enough in our nobler qualities. It is in our follies that we are at one. Some of us are pious, some of us are generous. Some few of us are honest, comparatively speaking; and some, fewer still, may possibly be truthful. But in vanity and kindred weaknesses we can all join hands.

How can you hate somebody who's got one foot in hell itself?

What she saw, she felt. Her eyes went straight to her heart.

Letter from Mr. B: Why does a back scratch feel better coming from somebody else than if you do it yourself?

Didn't say," Mr. Sullivan said, pretending the deep-fryer knobs needed fiddling with. "I'm really sorry about what happened to your friends.

To watch powerlessly while a loved one slowly gets weaker is awful. To grieve and at the same time to make the most of each day. Of the time one still has. One prepares oneself consciously and unconsciously for the loss one knows will come. In despair one can be anything but sympathetic and tolerant.

Laugh and the world laughs with you. Cry and you get all wet.

Sometimes it takes a Stranger to Understand you

What draws people to be friends is that they see the same truth. They share it.