Quotes About Empathy

never give up on anyone. Even if you can't help someone now, don't abandon him or her mentally or close the door to your heart. That is the direct word of the Buddha, our ancient revolutionary friend, and if you forget it, you'll hear it again from the mouth of the rebel buddha you're living with right now.

However, whatever your own path is, wherever it takes you, there is one instruction you should protect and always carry with you: never give up on anyone. Even if you can't help someone now, don't abandon him or her mentally or close the door to your heart. That is the direct word of the Buddha, our ancient revolutionary friend, and if you forget it, you'll hear it again from the mouth of the rebel buddha you're living with right now.

We can give ourselves a little love and compassion, especially in hard times. Of course, we think of others, too, but we won't have much compassion to give others if we're not being kind to ourselves.

Kindness is not always about saying yes or giving out compliments. But in whatever way it's expressed, kindness never undermines or denigrates. Its message is always, Whatever you're going through right now, it's all right to be you—to be who you are.

You shouldn't carry the weight of it. Be sad, be sorry - but don't shoulder it.

But we are all in the same boat, old and young. I never forget that.

Poor girl? I fail to understand the point of that remark. I think myself a very fortunate girl, I assure you. I'm thoroughly happy, and having a splendid time. Pray don't waste time mourning over me. There's enough sorrow in the world, isn't there, without trying to invent it.

In a friendship such as ours a few slips are of no consequence

The person who understands us at first sight, who never irritates us, who never bores, to whom we can pour forth every thought and wish, not only in speech but in silence - that is what I mean by simpatico.

Why did you do all this for me?' he asked. 'I don't deserve it. I've never done anything for you.' 'You have been my friend,' replied Charlotte. 'That in itself is a tremendous thing.

You have been my friend. That in itself is a tremendous thing. I wove my webs for you because I liked you. After all, what's a life, anyway We're born, we live a little while, we die. A spider's life can't help being something of a mess, with all this trapping and eating flies. By helping you, perhaps I was trying to lift up my life a trifle. Heaven knows anyone's life can stand a little of that.

Never does the human soul appear so strong as when it forgoes revenge, and dares forgive an injury.

Never does the human soul appear so strong and noble as when it forgoes revenge and dares to forgive an injury.

Do not judge men by mere appearances; for the light laughter that bubbles on the lip often mantles over the depths of sadness, and the serious look may be the sober veil that covers a divine peace and joy.

Never does the human soul appear so strong and noble as when it foregoes revenge and dares to forgive an injury.

Persist not in calling attention to a matter calculated to cause division.—Patimokkha. Dwell together in mutual love.—Brahmanadhammika-sutta.

What if we could stop being different colors, different backgrounds, and just be in love?

Be a little kinder than you have to. Never eat anything bigger than your ass Do not accept an evil you can change Always do what your afraid to do

Can I hold your hand?" he asked. I put mine in his. "The universe is seeming really huge right now," he told me. "I need something to hold on to." "I'm here.

Maybe a friend is someone who wants your updates. Even if they're boring. Or sad. Or annoyingly cutesy. A friend says "Sign me up for your boring crap, yes indeed"--because he likes you anyways. He'll tolerate your junk

Absorbing the fact that sometimes, people do cut you slack and forgive you and want you anyway. Sometimes they do. And when they do, even if it's not a happy ending, it is delicious

My problem is I can think whatever I think—girl power, solidarity, Gloria Steinem rah rah rah — but I still feel the way I feel. Which is jealous. And pissy about little things.

He asked about Dad and about Gran- as if talking about something could make it better. As if wounds needed attention.

am not talking about fate. I don't believe in destiny or soul mates or the supernatural. I just mean we understood each other. All the way.