Quotes About Empathy

I miei padri, che rivivono in me e che hanno indicibilmente sofferto, lo sentono. Tutta la mia sostanza vitale lo sente. No, tu non puoi comprendere, Giulietta. Chi non è mai stato odiato a cagione della sua razza non può comprendere

Lepsius vede il viso glaciale dell'uomo che ha superato ogni sentimentalità, il viso dell'uomo che sta di là dalla colpa e dai suoi rimorsi, vede il grazioso volto di precisione di una specie a lui sconosciuta ma che gli toglie il respiro, vede l'ingenuità inquietante, quasi perfino innocente, della perfetta empietà.

Concentrate on the goodness in the other, rather than the difference.

Accept the differences, because they are superficial..Concentrate on the goodness in the other, rather than the difference. Yes. I knew that sounded simple, but I realized how seldom it's said. We divide ourselves in every waking moment. Blond or brunette. Blue states or red. Then we define ourselves by the divides. We do the same with love.

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I remember loving pencils. I was fond of paper. I loved the small of textbooks. I loved the way the light from a desk lamp was bright on a page. I loved the smell of fresh-cut grass. It was a thing everybody loved, but there was no shame in being that much like everybody else, in sharing that.

I not only have my secrets, I am my secrets. And you are yours. Our secrets are human secrets, and our trusting each other enough to share them with each other has much to do with the secret of what it means to be human.

It's less the words they say than those they leave unsaid that split old friends apart.

To journey for the sake of saving our own lives is little by little to cease to live in any sense that really matters, even to ourselves, because it is only by journeying for the world's sake - even when the world bores and sickens and scares you half to death - that little by little we start to come alive.

You can survive on your own; you can grow strong on your own; you can prevail on your own; but you cannot become human on your own.

Your life and my life flow into each other as wave flows into wave, and unless there is peace and joy and freedom for you, there can be no real peace or joy or freedom for me. To see reality-not as we expect it to be but as it is-is to see that unless we live for each other and in and through each other, we do not really live very satisfactorily; that there can really be life only where there really is, in just this sense, love.

the story of any one of us is in some measure the story of us all

in the long run, there can be no joy for anybody until there is joy finally for us all

The life thatI touch for good or ill will touch another life, and that in turn another, until who knows where the trembling stops or in what far place my touch will be felt.

That's five friends, one each for Jesu's wounds, and Godric bears their mark still on what's left of him as in their time they all bore his on them. What's friendship, when all's done, but the giving and taking of wounds?

Love yourself not in some egocentric, self-serving sense but love yourself the way you would love your friend in the sense of taking care of yourself, nourishing yourself, trying to understand, comfort, and strengthen yourself.

The writers who get my personal award are the ones who show exceptional promise of looking at their lives in this world as candidly and searchingly and feelingly as they know how and then of telling the rest of us what they have found there most worth finding. We need the eyes of writers like that to see through. We need the blood of writers like that in our veins.

The world is in pain, and its pain makes strangers of us all and ties my tongue in a lover's knot.

I did not see anything because I was so caught up in an inner dialogue. So, stop and see. Become more sensitive, more aware, more alive to our own humanness, to the humanness of each other.

To love your neighbor is to see your neighbor. To see somebody, really to see somebody, you have to love somebody.

The decisive war is the other one - to become fully human, which means to become compassionate, honest, brave. And this is a war against the darkness which no man fights alone.

We are commanded to love our neighbors as ourselves, and I believe that to love ourselves means to extend to those various selves that we have been along the way the same degree of compassion and concern that we would extend to anyone else.

Christ never promises peace in the sense of no more struggle and suffering. Instead, he helps us to struggle and suffer as he did, in love for one another.