Quotes About Empathy

Oh, poor, poor fellow!' said Mrs. Elliot with a remorse that was sincere, though her congratulations would not have been.

Standing each by his monster, they looked at each other, and smiled

The crime of suicide lies in its disregard for the feelings of those whom we leave behind.

Our emphasis on saving makes sense when we consider that most of us think of our options as either saving or spending. But the biblical witness and Christian tradition suggest that there's another option: sharing.

Nothing is ever really yours until you share it.

Happiness doesn't come to you; you join happiness on the way to doing something for others.

In healthy development, trust evolves. How do we decide whether to trust? We share a feeling with someone and watch their reaction; if the response feels safe, if it is caring, noncritical, non-abusive, the first step of trust has developed. For trust to grow, this positive response must become part of a relatively reliable pattern… Trust develops with consistency over time.

When the little boy looked up at them with laughing eyes, Annie felt her heart melt.

You're afraid of everything. And I know it. And that's why you don't like me.

Voor de mengeling van volken die onze aarde bewonen, zal het steeds belangrijker worden dat we elkaar respecteren en tolereren, alleen al omdat we door de technische vooruitgang steeds dichter op elkaar worden gedrukt.

A novelist is a person who lives in other people's skins.

We are all good friends. Friendship is what endures. Shared ideals, respect for the whole character of a human being.

Stories distribute the suffering so that it can be borne.

Tenho todos os defeitos dos outros e, no entanto, tudo o que eles fazem parece-me inconcebível.

Because he once wrote, "We must love one another or die," he can command me to follow him.

She stopped and leant her elbows against the parapet of the embankment. He did likewise. There is at times a magic in identity of position; it is one of the things that have suggested to us eternal comradeship.

Because I say so little you think I don't feel. I care a lot.

I swear from the bottom of my heart I want to be healed. I want to be like other men, not this outcast whom nobody wants.

I believe in teaching people to be individuals, and to understand other individuals.

It's not what people do to you, but what they mean, that hurts.

There's enough sorrow in the world, isn't there, without trying to invent it.

She only felt that the candle would burn better, the packing go easier, the world be happier, if she could give and receive some human love.

At times our need for a sympathetic gesture is so great that we care not what exactly it signifies or how much we may have to pay for it afterwards.

The crime of suicide lies rather in its disregard for the feelings of those whom we leave behind.