Quotes About Empathy

Bun?tatea putea fi uneori g?sit? în mijlocul iadului.

it's as if he were hiding in there and I want to console him, say: "I am sorry, poor fellow, but creation has its limits.

The free soul is rare, but you know it when you see it. Basically because you feel good, very good, when you are near or with them...

When someone else's truth is the same as your truth, and he seems to be saying it just for you, that's great.

The old gal was only another lonely creature in a world that didn't care

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

we don't need new governments new revolutions we don't need new men new women we don't need new ways we just need to care.

That is what friendship means. Sharing the prejudice of experience

If you went to a shrink, he just read to you from the book but when you looked at him, you knew he didn't know what you were talking about. You were just talking to a contented person. When what you really needed when you were going crazy was another crazy who read exactly what you were saying, but not from the book, from the street.

What is your philosophy of life?" "Think as little as possible." "Anything else?" "When you can't think of anything else to do, be kind.

Oftentimes in those roominghouses and cheap apartments there was nothing to do when you were broke and starving and down to the last bottle. There was nothing to do but listen to those wild arguments. It made you realize that you weren't the only one who was more than discouraged with the world, you weren't the only one moving toward madness.

but perhaps it will help if we all realize that perhaps all of us have been pests at one time or another to somebody but we never knew it. shit, it's a horrible thought but most probably true and maybe it will help us bear up under the pest. basically, there is no 100 percent man. we are all run through with various madnesses and uglinesses that we ourselves are not aware of but that everybody else is aware of. how ya gonna keep us down on the farm?

Jos et keksi mitä tekisit, niin ole kiltisti. (Auringonvalo, tässä olen, s. 217)

Never envy a man his lady. Behind it all lays a living hell.

My laughter was all there inside of me waiting to roar out: HAHAHAHAHA, o my god o my HAHAHAHA. It felt so good when it happened. Dee Dee knew something about life. Dee Dee knew that what happened to one happened to most of us. Our lives were not so different—even though we liked to think so.

a good book can make an almost impossible existence, liveable for the reader and the writer.

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

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.

Todos vamos a morir, todos nosotros, ¡menudo circo! Debería bastar con eso para que nos amáramos unos a otros, pero no es así.

that's what friendship means: sharing the prejudice of experience.

Not only did the grown-ups get mean, the kids got mean, and even the animals got mean. It was like they took their cue from the people.

The world had somehow gone too far, and spontaneous kindness could never be so easy. It was something we would all have to work for once again.

La bondad podía encontrarse a veces en el centro del infierno.

Cuando la verdad de alguien es la misma que la tuya y parece que la está contando sólo para ti… eso es fantástico.