Quotes About Empathy

With a gentle hand, he brushed his shellan's cheek. "I've never been in a relationship before you. I should have known that we'd hit a wall at some point." "That's the way it works.

Animals have a way of being closer to our hearts than people, sometimes

Butch, let me help you. He cursed. What if- What ifs don't cut it. She took a deep breath. I won't lie. I'm scared. But I don't want to turn my back on you and you're a fool to try and make me. He shook his head, respect in his eyes. You always been this courageous? No. But it appears that for you, I guess I am. So are you going to let me in? I want to. I feel like I need to.

You asked me to speak. If this is a problem, the solution is not to get defensive because you don't like what you hear. The answer is to not invite me to talk.

And it was hard, when you were in a dark place, to be around those who were not. You didn't want to bring anybody down, but you also couldn't fake the happiness.

He was stronger and tougher—and she had to believe, even if it went against every core principle she personally had, that his single-minded, unwavering commitment to himself was going to see him through this better than her compassionate interest in others. Weight carried, whether it was physically, mentally, or emotionally, slowed you down.

she said his name. Twice. And didn't it make him glad that even though he had no voice, his ears worked just fine.

También ponía la televisión, para oír voces, pero eso no hace que dejes de sentirte sola.

Going around behind the Dumpster he looked at his dead civilian and found it hard to breathe. The king knelt down and carefully brushed the hair back from the male's beaten-to-shit face. Clearly, the guy had fought back, taking a number of hits before getting stabbed through the heart. Brave kid. Wrath cupped the nape of the male's neck, slid his other arm under the knees, and slowly rose. The weight of the dead was heavier than the pounds of the body.

Gracias por prepararme para esto... trhayner." Los ojos de V flamearon y Butch dijo: "Sí, he buscado lo que significa esa palabra. «Amigo del alma»; define muy bien lo que siento por ti.

Are you all right?" she asked. In a voice that sounded absolutely, positively, exactly, like his brother's dead shellan. —

Oh, shut it. Look, the pills have to be taken with food. You got a ham 'n' cheese on rye on you? I don't. I'da made you some linguine with Sal sauce and brought it over for you. Give me more notice next time. Rehv headed out of the office. You mind not being thoughtful. Makes me feel like shit. Your prob, not mine.

Do you still want to be friends with me? Even though I'm gay.

Tragedy, like love, makes people blind," he said, as if he could read her regrets.

Siempre me pongo del lado del monstruo.

Socks to keep your feet warm. Your diary, too—don't worry, I haven't read it or anything." "I'd be surprised if you had. You're more trustworthy than that." "No, I'm illiterate." Her eyes flared. "Anyway"—his voice was hard as his jawline—"I figured you'd want some of your own stuff.

He wished he'd greeted her with something other than a reminder that they'd had sex the night before for the first time, though only because he assumed she was a prostitute that he'd bought and paid for, for the sole reason that he'd needed a woman that looked like her or he couldn't get it up.

If you love me, you will save yourself the now. Do not so willingly put your death on my conscience." As

Who'd have thought Rhage would be the Bitty-whisperer...

Good. Because I'm walking with a cane and I feel about as sexy as a toaster oven.

In spite of the bonding he had for her, he wanted her to know joy more than he wanted her with him.

V sucked at sympathy. What was that saying? It was just a word between "shit" and "syphilis" in the dictionary.

I'm sorry," he said remotely. "For what just happened between you and me." She

There were times in life when the aperture of your attention span narrowed to such a tight focus that your entire consciousness rested upon a single person.