Quotes About Empathy

No one likes to see people in moods of despair they themselves have survived.

we are seldom sorry for those who need and crave our pity—we reserve this for those who, by other means, make us exercise the abstract function of pity.

They had never been closer in their month of love, nor communicated more profoundly one with another

There had been something in the details he had chosen to describe that made her cry herself asleep that night, for the kitten, for Anthony for herself, for the pain and bitterness and cruelty of all the world.

It was consoling, though, when Nicole remarked, apropos of a distraught saleswoman: Most people think everybody feels about them much more violently than they actually do - they think other people's opinions of them swing through great arcs of approval or disapproval.

Siempre que sientas deseos de criticar a alguien, me dijo, recuerda que no a todo el mundo se le han dado tantas facilidades como a ti.

I've found that I can always do the things that people do in books. Really they are the only things I can do.

Yet in the awful majesty of her pain he went out to her unreservedly, almost sexually. He wanted to gather her up in her arms, as he so often had Nicole, and cherish even her mistakes, so deeply were they part of her. The orange light through the drawn blind, the sarcophagus of her figure on the bed, the spot of face, the voice searching in the vacuity of her illness and finding only remote abstractions. As he arose the tears fled lava-like into her bandages.

I like these streets... I always feel as though it's a performance being staged for me; as though the second I've passed they'll all stop leaping and laughing and, instead grow very sad, remembering how poor they are, and retreat with bowed heads into their houses. You often get that effect abroad

Most people think everybody feels about them much more violently than they actually do--they think other people's opinions of them swing through great arcs of approval or disapproval.

Emotionally, at least, people can't live by taking in each other's washing.

It understood you just so far as you wanted to be understood, believed in you as you would like to believe in yourself and assured you that it had precisely the impression of you that, at your best, you hoped to convey.

One writes of scars healed, a loose parallel to the pathology of the skin, but there is no such thing in the life of the individual. There are open wounds, shrunk sometimes to the size of a pin-prick but wounds still. The marks of suffering are more comparable to the loss of a finger, or of the sight of an eye.

Be', non sai mai esattamente che posto hai occupato nella vita degli altri.

No... no... We never forgive those we can understand... We can only forgive those who wound us for no reason at all...

Dear little Dot, life is so damned hard. [...] So damned hard, so damned hard, he repeated aimlessly; it just hurts people and hurts people, until finally it hurts them so that they can't be hurt ever any more. That's the last and worst thing it does.

They are glad to see each other now – their eyes are full of kindness as each feels the full effect of novelty after a short separation. They are drawing a relaxation from each other's presence, a new serenity.

Books mean more than people to me anyway.

Similarly we are seldom sorry for those who need and crave our pity--we reserve this for those who, by other means, make us exercise the

Çok genç ve toy günlerimde babam?n verdiÄŸi bir öÄŸüt akl?mdan hiç ç?kmad?. "?çinden ne zaman birini eleÅŸtirmek gelse," demiÅŸti, " bu dünyada herkesin senin sahip olduÄŸun üstünlüklerle doÄŸmad???n? an?msa, yeter.

Gloria had been sorry for him but she had judged it best not to show it. In a final burst of kindness she had tried to make him hate her, there at the last.

Whenever you feel like criticizing any one,' he told me, 'just remember that all the people in this world haven't had the advantages that you've had.

U mojim mla?im i tanko?udnim godinama otac mi je dao savjet na koji se u mislima ?esto vra?am. -Kad god osjetiš želju da nekoga osudiš - kazao mi je - sjeti se samo toga da nisu svi ljudi na svijetu imali onih prednosti koje si ti imao.

She shut her eyes and he could see that the lids were trembling. Dear little Dot, life is so damned hard. She was crying upon his shoulder. So damned hard, so damned hard, he repeated aimlessly; it just hurts people and hurts people, until finally it hurts them so that they can't be hurt ever any more. That's the last and worst thing it does. Frantic