Quotes About Empathy

Solo sigo rogando por mí mismo y por el género humano, siempre, siempre con espíritu gentil y la razón serena, para no caer en la brutalidad, incluso ante el empuje de tanta angustia oscura.

Make a wrong doer feel shy, by doing him a favour.

The wolf cried when the sheep got drenched in rain.

When you're a parent it's like you wear your heart on the outside of your body.

The truth was, most people craved connection.

Having someone ask you how you were, who you were, as if they genuinely wanted to know. That meant something to people.

Mother Teresa is widely quoted as saying, "There is more hunger for love and appreciation in this world than for bread.

Stand by your man. Give him two arms to cling to and something warm to come to.

I think it's fair rude to make him a tree and not know what kind he is.

Libraries are places where the damaged go to find friends

When you're too close to people, when you spend too much time with them and love them too dearly, sometimes you can't see them

Her forehead was a maze of anxious little grooves, from a lifetime of wondering about whether everyone within range was OK.

I had always felt that I was an observer, never a participant; that I was watching from behind a thick glass wall as people went about the business of living--and did it with such ease, with a skill that they took for granted and that I had never known.

If she had hurt me, I could have forgiven her without even having to think about it; but I couldn't forgive her for being hurt.

We had no one else to learn this from- none of our parents were shining examples of relationship success- so we learned this from each other: when someone you love needs you to, you can get a hold of your five-alarm temper, get a hold of the shapeless things that scare you senseless, act like an adult instead of the Cro-Magnon teenager you are, you can do a million things you never saw coming.

We were still at the age when girls are years older than guy, and the guys grow up by doing their best when the girls need them to.

Secretly, I still get proud of the ways Rosie and I loved each other. We had no one else to learn from - none of our parents were shining examples of relationship success - so we learned this from each other: when someone you love needs you to, you can get a hold of your five-alarm temper, get a hold of the shapeless things that scare you senseless, act like an adult instead of the Cro-Magnon teenager you are, you can do a million things you never saw coming.

Here's a little tip for you. If you don't like being called a murderer, don't kill people.

Privately, I consider religion to be a load of bollocks, but when you have a sobbing five year old wanting to know what happened to her hamster, you develop an instant belief in anything that dissolves some of the heartbreak off her face.

When you're too close to people, when you spend too much time with them and love them too dearly, sometimes you can't see them. Unless Daniel was bluffing, he had made one last mistake, the same one he had been making all along. He was seeing the other four not as they were but as they should have been, could have been in some softer-edged and warmer world.

Your irritation is important to us," Cassie droned, looking at me upside down with her head tipped backwards over her headrest, "and will be exacerbated in rotation. Thank you for holding.

You don't have to like your family, you don't even have to spend time with them, to know them right down to the bone.

That long sigh again, above us. This time I saw it, moving through the branches. Like the trees were listening; like they would've been sad about us, sad for us, only they'd heard it all so many thousand times before.

I looked at the back of Jessica's silky bent head and thought of those old stories where one twin is hurt and the other, miles away, feels the pain. I wondered if there had been a moment, during that giggly girls' night at Auntie Vera's, when she had made some small, unnoticed sound; if all the answers we wanted were locked away behind the strange dark gateways of her mind.