Quotes About Empathy

There are no people who are whole" he says. "Everyone has issues of their own to deal with. Mine might be a little harder, but the main thing is how on deals with them.

So much of love is curiousity, a search inside the other for some little piece of self; emerging from the bear cave of them with your birthday candle and filament of ore: the same as that I'm made of!

When I got out of prison, I was basically no longer human,' Miriam says.

There are some people just the thought of whom makes us behave better.

Il (...) lui a rétorqué que c'était sa vie. C'est vrai. C'est sa vie. Mais c'est nous qui sommes tristes. (L'échappée belle, p.51)

On vieillit et on réalise qu'il n'y a rien de plus sexy que la gentillesse.

si être intello ça veut dire aimer s'instruire, être curieux, attentif, admirer, s'émouvoir, essayer de comprendre comment tout ça tient debout et tenter de se coucher un peu moins con que la veille, alors oui, je le revendique totalement : non seulement je suis une intello, mais en plus je suis fière de l'être... Vachement fière, même...

La main, c'est bien. Ça n'engage pas trop celui qui la donne et ça apaise beaucoup celui qui la reçoit...

M?s vienm?r run?jam par to b?d?m, kuri paliek, bet vai tu jau esi padom?jusi par tiem, kuri aiziet? Par to b?d?m, ar kuriem nelaime atn?k… Palic?ju mums ir ž?l, m?s vi?us mierin?m, bet tos, kuri aiziet? -Bet ko v?l vi?i grib, - es aizsvilos, - kroni? Iedrošinošus v?rdus?!

Ils se donnèrent la main en remontant à la surface. La main, c'est bien. Ça n'engage pas trop celui qui la donne et ça apaise beaucoup celui qui la reçoit...

Et puis qu'est-ce que ça veut dire différents ? C'est de la foutaise ton histoire de torchons et de serviettes… Ce qui empêche les gens de vivre ensemble, c'est leur connerie, pas leurs différences…

We are prone to ignore or to condemn that which we do not clearly understand;

I do not say anything from jealousy.

gentry could love one another just as ordinary people

continue, stared down at her feet. Her companion's

I've learned to value failed conversations, missed connections, confusions. What remains is what's unsaid, what's underneath. Understanding on another level of being.

If one had irreparably injured a fellow-being, it would be hard for a person of sensitive nature to live a happy life afterwards; though the fact of not living a happy life ought to be no reason why one should not live a good life.

There is, I believe, a kind of telepathy between the condemned: a sort of intuitive recognition which can even make itself felt through the medium of the printed page. How else should I feel—without fear of appearing presumptuous, either—for this great man whom I never saw and to whom I could not have spoken, the tender, wincing, pathetic solicitude that painfully comes into being only between fellow-sufferers?

We neither laugh alone, nor weep alone, why then should we pray alone?

Entra pure » disse continuando a sorridere in quel modo, lo sguardo dovunque, meno che dove io ero, e porgendomi la mano sudata. « Scusa se ho la mano sudata. Come stai? ».

The great motherhood friendships are the ones in which two women can admit [how difficult mothering is] quietly to each other, over cups of tea at a table sticky with spilled apple juice and littered with markers without tops.

I should meet many people who do not know anyone personally who has been raped or molested as a child. But I can't remember seeing a newspaper without a rape or molestation charge in it somewhere, and when I ask groups how many people know someone personally with a history of molestation, almost always, every hand in the room goes up.

Not only can what others are suffering be a consolation while we are suffering, but even knowing what others suffered long ago can be consoling.

Anything that keeps one from feeling alone can be a consolation. Not only can what others are suffering be a consolation while we are suffering, but even knowing what others suffered long ago can be consoling.