Quotes About Empathy

No matter how unjustly you've been treated, if you start fighting fire with fire, you'll get burned.

It's not wrong, pal, he said to her back. You've been brought up to think so. Most of us have. But who are they hurting? Nobody. They're just making each other happy. And you want their heads to roll because it makes you feel funny.

God. I couldn't have stood another minute of it. Straight people are so depressing.

How many times could you give up on someone you loved?

You could feel things or you could find a way to shut down. But once you were feeling things, you couldn't decide exactly what to feel. That was the trouble with letting them in at all. They made a mess of the place.

You just have to let people love you in the way they can

Particularly beautiful people were like particularly funny-looking people, though. Once you know them you mostly forgot about it.

The word friends doesn't seem to stretch big enough to describe how we feel about each other. We forget where one of us starts and the other one stops.

I'm afraid of time. I mean, I'm afraid of not having enough time. Not enough time to understand people, how they really are, or to be understood myself.

Please don't judge me too much until you are older and know more things. (Spoken from mother to daughter)

Tibby was shaking her head. What? Bailey asked. Nothing. Just that you suprise me every day, Tibby said. Bailey smiled at her. I like that you let yourself be suprised.

Shy" was the sympathetic interpretation she got from older people. "Snotty" was the interpretation she got from people her own age.

All I could think to do was love her. That's all a person can do.

I told him that he better be good to you. When you came along, I said I'd share you, but I told him to remember that you're my sister. I loved you first.

She wondered if maybe tragedy was what it took to make your heart capable of admitting a new member.

He took her in his arms right away. I'm so sorry, he murmured in her ear. He rocked her, saying it over and over. But no matter how many times he said it, no matter how much she knew he meant it, the words stirred around in her ear but didn't get into her brain. Sometimes he could comfort her. Sometimes he said what she needed, but today he couldn't reach her. Nothing could.

You could feel things or you could find a way to shut down. But once you were feeling things, you couldn't decide exactly what to feel.

But she knew from long-ago experience that when you were uncertain and if you were courageous enough to let her in, a real friend could do a world of good.

When your about to criticize someone walk a mile in thier shoes, that way when you criticize them you're a mile away from them and you have their shoes

We're the Septembers now. The real ones. We are everything to one another. We don't need to say so; it's just true. Sometimes it seems like we're so close we form one single complete person rather than four separate ones. We settle into types- Bridget the athlete, Lena the beauty, Tibby the rebel, and me, Carmen, the...what? The one with the bad temper. But the one who cares the most. The one who cares that we stick together.

I wanted to come more than halfway.

In this present body he hadn't been loved, and he found almost nothing to love about himself.

If you are distant and misanthropic, selfish or cruel, you will find yourself alone in life and death.

i don't want to be the only good thing in the world.