Quotes About Empathy

He heard her coming up the stairs and noticed the difference in her tread when she was carrying two glasses and when she had walked down bare-handed. He heard the rain on the windowpane and he smelled the beech logs burning in the fireplace. As she came into the room he put his hand out for the drink and closed his hand on it and felt her touch the glass with her own.

In a war we must all be careful not to hurt each other's feelings.

To understand is to forgive. That's not true. Forgiveness has been exaggerated.

Culture makes people understand each other better. And if they understand each other better in their soul, it is easier to overcome the economic and political barriers. But first they have to understand that their neighbour is, in the end, just like them, with the same problems, the same questions.

perhaps it is clear why a writer should be interested in the constant, bullying, murderous, slovenly crime of war.

Those men are not fascists, they are same people as us.

Why we were born, if not to help each other? So, nothing to listen and nothing to speak is a very cold help.

He was nervous, and I did not try to help him any.

Every man needs to speak to someone. Before we had faith and other foolishness. Now everyone needs to have someone with whom it can talk to plainly, because a man, in addition to his boldness he can have, feels very lonely.

must hold his pain where it is, he thought. Mine does not matter. I can control mine. But his pain could drive him mad. After

a turtle's heart will beat for hours after he has been cut up and butchered. But the old man thought, I have such a heart too and my feet and hands are like theirs.

Can't you let a man die as comfortably as he can without calling him names?

As he had originally planned to do, Hemingway took the external details of the story and presented them from the point of view of the fisherman. He thus made it possible for the reader to participate imaginatively in the story. That effect was always Hemingway's primary aim as a writer.

and he knew no man was ever alone on the sea. He

Vamos, I'm not ugly. I was born ugly. All my life I have been ugly. You, Inglés, who know nothing about women. Do you know how an ugly woman feels? Do you know what it is to be ugly all your life and inside to feel that you are beautiful? It is very rare

Que cosa mas mala es la guerra - What a horrible thing war is

any mans death diminishes me, because I am involved in Mankinde

Good," said Johnny, smiling happily. "Now we are all good friends again. In a war we must all be careful not to hurt each other's feelings.

Ä°yiyim. Git sen. Ben biraz yataca??m. ÖÄŸleye doÄŸru kalkar?m. Ama Mr. Turner öÄŸle vakti William Campbell'in odas?na geldiÄŸinde William Campbell uyuyordu, Mr Turner da hayatta nelerin deÄŸerli olduÄŸunu bildiÄŸi için onu uyand?rmad?.

But you were living in a milieu of criminals and perverts." I did not want to argue that, although I thought that I had lived in a world as it was and there were all kinds of people in it and I tried to understand them, although some of them I could not like and some I still hated.

He had lost the capacity of personal suffering, or he thought he had, and only could be hurt truly by what happened to others. He believed this, wrongly of course since he did not know then how one's capacities can change, nor how the other could change, and it was a comfortable belief.

She did not like to hear the really bad nor tragic things, but no one does, and having seen them I did not care to talk about them unless she wanted to know how the world was going. She wanted to know the gay part of how the world was going; never the real, never the bad.

Le garçon vit que le vieil homme respirait, puis il vit les mains du vieil homme et il se mit à pleurer. Il sortit très doucement pour aller chercher du café et pleura tout le long du chemin.

When you love, you wish to do things for. You wish to sacrifice for. You wish to serve.