Quotes About Sympathy

Leaders who have come up through the ranks and have done many if not most of the organization's jobs are much more likely to look out for the interests of those they lead because they have been there themselves.

I like this girl.

We mustn't use the sorrow of another to reinforce our joy, even unintentionally.

I don't know why women feel an affinity with me.

Lucanos nodded [...] 'She's the girl who sees with her heart.' Aranae rolled all eight of her eyes. She chittered again, in a scolding tone this time. When she finished, she crossed two of her legs and gave Belle a dirty look. Belle shrank under her disapproving glare, 'What did she say?' she asked timidly. 'She said your heart needs glasses.

Cry your grief to God. Howl to the heavens. Tear your shirt. Your hair. Your flesh. Gouge out your eyes. Carve out your heart. And what will you get from Him? Only silence. Indifference. But merely stand looking at the playbills, sighing because your name is not on them, and the devil himself appears at your elbow full of sympathy and suggestions. And that's why I did it....Because God loves us, but the devil takes an interest.

Or that I couldn't stand to watch anything bad happen to you, because it was like it was happening to me too.Is that love?"His hand clasped my hand again and squeezed. I swallowed. "It could be.

Or that I couldn't stand to watch anything bad happen to you, because it was like it was happening to me too. Is that love?

John watched me, dark eyes inscrutable. his shoulders rose as he inhaled through his nose. He was about to say something like I am so sorry or I had no idea or even You are a terrible person . In which case, I was going to lose it. There was a reason I did not talk about this. He said, "I feel sorry for the officers on that call.

You will never know how much I understand you.

The fact is, I was sick, but not in an easily explained flu kind of way. It's my experience that people are a lot more sympathetic if they can see you hurting, and for the millionth time in my life I wish for measles or smallpox or some other recognizable disease just to make it simple for me and also for them. Anything would be better than the truth.

I feel sorry for everyone in this town who's sleeping.

Nunca llegas a entender de verdad a una persona hasta que miras las cosas desde su punto de vista. Hasta que te metes en su piel y te paseas dentro de ella.

The fact is, I was sick, but not in an easily explained flu kind of way. It's my experience that people are a lot more sympathetic if they can see you hurting, and for the millionth time in my life I wish for measles or smallpox or some other recognizable disease just to make it simple for me and also for them.

Ludzie pozbawieni serca nic ju? czu? nie mogÄ…, jak?e wiÄ™c mogÄ™ mu wspóÅ'czu??

I am seldom otherwise than happy while watching in the chamber of death... . I see a repose that neither earth nor hell can break, and I feel an assurance of the endless and shadowless hereafter--the Eternity they have entered--where life is boundless in its duration, and love in its sympathy, and joy in its fulness.

I don't know if it be a peculiarity in me, but I am seldom otherwise than happy while watching in the chamber of death, should no frenzied or despairing mourner share the duty with me. I see a repose that neither earth nor hell can break; and I feel and assurance of the endless and shadowless hereafter - the Eternity they have entered - where life is boundless in its duration, and love in its sympathy, and joy in its fulness.

I was weeping as much for him as her: we do sometimes pity creatures that have none of the feeling either for themselves or others. 

There was such anguish in the gush of grief that accompanied this raving, that my compassion made me overlook its folly.

We do sometimes pity creatures that have none of the feeling either for themselves or others. a

In the chamber of death... I see a repose that neither earth nor hell can break, and I feel an assurance of the endless and shadow less hereafter-the Eternity they have entered-where life is boundless in its duration, and love in its sympathy, and joy in its fullness... One might doubt in seasons of cold reflection; but not then in the presence of her corpse. It asserted its own tranquility, which seemed a pledge of equal quiet to its former inhabitant.

nous éprouvons parfois de la pitié pour des êtres qui ne connaissent ce sentiment ni pour eux-mêmes ni pour les autres.

Ocurre a veces que sentimos piedad por gente que ni para consigo misma ni para con los demás conoce este sentimiento.

I see a repose that neither earth nor hell can break, and I feel an assurance of the endless and shadowless hereafter—the Eternity they have entered—where life is boundless in its duration, and love in its sympathy, and joy in its fulness.