Quotes About Empathy

Kids can tell when teachers are trying," Collin said. "It's like how dogs smell fear.

Try to perceive yourself as a nonsmoker sees you

Well, while I'm here I'll do the work — and what's the work? To ease the pain of living. Everything else, drunken dumbshow.

I learned a world from each / one whom I loved

He saw that I was shy, and at the time I was still scared of feeling with another person, so he put his arm around me and pulled me and put my head on his breast and gave me love actually.

I have just discovered that I have no feelings, just thoughts, borrowed thoughts taken from someone I admire because he seems to have feelings.

Soul identical to each to each... look in my eyes and speak to yourself, that makes me everybody's lover

Millions of fathers in rain Millions of mothers in pain Millions of brothers in woe Millions of sisters nowhere to go Millions of daughters walk in the mud Millions of children wash in the flood A million girls vomit and groan Millions of families hopeless alone

I write poetry because I want to be alone and want to talk to people.

The weight of the world       is love. Under the burden       of solitude, under the burde       of dissatisfaction    the weight, the weight we carry       is love.

Assuming I am mad (Ha!) god, how I must have suffered to go mad. And all the time I was calling to people to save me and no one put out his hand and held it. This is like suicide, only I am alive and looking out of this living death I can see the people weep and feel sorry. Alas, nobody even weeps. It's all a dream.

I'm with you in Rockland where we hug and kiss the United States under our bedsheets the United States that coughs all night and won't let us sleep

Pain is always new to the sufferer, but loses its originality for those around him.

Oh, this terrible second me, always seated whilst the other is on foot, acting, living, suffering, bestirring itself. This second me that I have never been able to intoxicate, to make shed tears, or put to sleep. And how it sees into things, and how it mocks!

Pain is always new to the sufferer, but loses its originality for those around him. Everyone will get used to it except me.

Nos sonreímos el uno al otro, como si ambos supiéramos algo que ninguno de los dos tenía el valor de decir.

People who love reading are often called bookworms — but that's the wrong way around. It's not you that worms into a book; it's books that worm into you." — Amanda Craig

A hundred years ago, people had perfectly understood that you could die of a broken heart, now they thought you were making a fuss about nothing…Certain kinds of suffering are like radiation: they cause furious growth and mutation of the inner self.

I hope you'll never know how sadness can twist your heart, and make you a stranger to yourself.

ONE OF THE REASONS I'm good at being a ghostwriter is that I've been a chameleon for as long as I can remember. I become whatever people want me to be. It's almost effortless now—sussing out what others want or need and then transforming. Who am I, truly? I have no idea.

When you are small, if you reach out, and nobody takes your hand, you stop reaching out, and reach inside, instead. — Amanda Eyre Ward, How to Be Lost . (Ballantine Books; Reprint edition August 30, 2005)

Roma?" I was surprised, though I knew Roma was a perennial problem. She could be cruel, but despite a few truly alarming incidents, I tried to believe that Roma was, at heart, a good person. Charlie had once asked, "Mom? What do I do if every time I see someone, I feel bad about myself?" "Sweetheart," I'd said, "you can try to make friendships work, but it's OK to just let some people go.

We've realized something about ourselves too: we are just as tempted by the propensity to make everyone feel happy as we are by booze.

If we all spoke the truth there would be a great deal of unhappiness in the world, and particularly at such a time. Some things are better left unsaid.