Quotes About Empathy

Quem não sabe povoar sua solidão, também não saberá ficar sozinho em meio a uma multidão.

Maailma toimii vain väärinymmärryksen ansiosta. Yleisen väärinymmärryksen seurauksena kaikki näet ovat yhtä mieltä. Sillä jos ihmiset onnettomuudekseen ymmärtäisivät toisiaan, he eivät voisi olla yhtä mieltä mistään.

People with no morals often considered themselves more free, but mostly they lacked the ability to feel or love.

Pain is strange. A cat killing a bird, a car accident, a fire.... Pain arrives, BANG, and there it is, it sits on you. It's real. And to anybody watching, you look foolish. Like you've suddenly become an idiot. There's no cure for it unless you know somebody who understands how you feel, and knows how to help.

I guess the only time most people think about injustice is when it happens to them.

my mother, poor fish, wanting to be happy, beaten two or three times a week, telling me to be happy: Henry, smile! why don't you ever smile? and then she would smile, to show me how, and it was the saddest smile I ever saw

Nothing is worse than to finish a good shit, then reach over and find the toilet paper container empty. Even the most horrible human being on earth deserves to wipe his ass.

It was better for me when I could imagine greatness in others, even if it wasn't always there.

Those faces you see every day on the streets were not created entirely without hope: be kind to them: like you they have not escaped.

when the phone rings I too would like to hear words that might ease some of this.

when I am feeling low all i have to do is watch my cats and my courage returns

You begin saving the world by saving one person at a time; all else is grandiose romanticism or politics.

people are not good to each other. perhaps if they were our deaths would not be so sad.

I pretend to understand because I don't want anybody to be hurt

the worst thing, he told me, is bitterness, people end up so bitter.

That's what friendship is, sharing the prejudice of experience.

She had wild eyes, slightly insane. She also carried an overload of compassion that was real enough and which obviously cost her something.

a good book can make an almost impossible existence, liveable ( from 'the luck of the word' )

mercy, I think, doesn't the human race know anything about mercy?

I lapsed into my pathetic cut-off period. Often with humans, both good and bad, my senses simply shut off, they get tired, I give up. I am polite. I nod. I pretend to understand because I don't want anybody to be hurt. That is the one weakness that has lead me into the most trouble. Trying to be kind to others I often get my soul shredded into a kind of spiritual pasta. No matter. My brain shuts off. I listen. I respond. And they are too dumb to know that I am not there.

Pain is strange. A cat killing a bird, a car accident, a fire…. Pain arrives, BANG, and there it is, it sits on you. It's real. And to anybody watching, you look foolish. Like you've suddenly become an idiot. There's no cure for it unless you know somebody who understands how you feel, and knows how to help.

Having a bunch of cats around is good. If you're feeling bad, just look at the cats, you'll feel better, because they know that everything is, just as it is.

Cats tell me without effort all that there is to know.

The trouble with these people is that their cities have never been bombed and their mothers have never been told to shut up.