Quotes About Empathy

and he suddenly knew that if she killed herself, he would die. Maybe not immediately, maybe not with the same blinding rush of pain, but it would happen. You couldn't live for very long without a heart.

Let me tell you this: if you meet a loner, no matter what they tell you, it's not because they enjoy solitude. It's because they have tried to blend into the world before, and people continue to disappoint them.

When you're different, sometimes you don't see the millions of people who accept you for what you are. All you notice is the person who doesn't.

and he suddenly knew that if she killed herself, he would die. Maybe not immediately, maybe not with the same blinding rush of pain, but it would happen. You couldn't live for very long without a heart.

Did you ever walk through a room that's packed with people, and feel so lonely you can hardly take the next step?

How do you know what a rock star feels like, Ada May? Have you ever been a rock star? I don't think so,' Beth Ann said. 'I was just guessing.' 'Well, not me. I'm not saying I feel like something when I don't have any idea what that feels like and neither do you.

I've always had this idea that I wanted movies to make people better not worse.

Love and respect are the most important aspects of parenting, and of all relationships.

He's an intricate, mesmerizing puzzle; I only succeeded at putting the pieces together because for once in my life I observed. I stopped talking long enough to listen - really listen - not just to what's said, but also to everything that goes unspoken.

Something occurs to me. "Have you ever tried writing something from Astrid's point of view?

Ask yourself, What kind of person aspires to have sex with a comatose young woman? And how do you label someone who deliberately gets a girl drunk in order to do so?

People can be reassured by a tone of voice. By a touch. A gesture. Even if the voice and gestures are false, the innocent person meets the liar halfway to complete the lie. It's a partnership.

If life has taught me one thing, it's that there are no villains. Only people, doing their best.

Empathy? What's that?" Glokta winced as he rubbed at his aching leg. "It's a sad fact, but pain only makes you sorry for yourself.

Have you no pity?' Glokta could only shrug. 'I did have. As a boy I was soft-hearted beyond the point of foolishness. I swear, I would cry at a fly caught in a spider's web.' He grimaced at a brutal spasm through his leg as he turned for the door. 'Constant pain has cured me of that.

Never doubt another's choices, I say. You can't know his reasons.

Everyone should forgive themselves, Vick." He gave her wrist another squeeze then let her go, looking out towards the lake again. "After all… no one else will.

Forgiveness requires a sacrifice of pride. A humbling of the spirit. An increase of selfless love. A time when you allow others' feelings to be more important than your own.

Sometimes giving up something shows more love than trying to hold onto it.

The plane blew up." "I wonder what happened to all the other people?" As soon as I'd spoken, I wished I hadn't said that. I decided shy people shouldn't try to make conversation, not even in an emergency. If I manage to talk to strangers at all, nervousness always makes me say the wrong thing.

No mother should lose her child.

This was how to help a family who has just lost their child. Wash the clothes, make soup. Don't ask them what they need, bring them what they need. Keep them warm. Listen to them rant, and cry, and tell their story over and over.

When you read a book, and who you are when you read it, makes it matter or not.

The idea of the book that matters most," Kiki said. "Because i think it's like impossible to pick such a book. When you read a book, and who you are when you read it, makes it matter or not. Like if you're unhappy and you read, I don't know, On the Road or The Three Musketeers, and that book changes how you fell or how you think, then it matters the most. At that time.