Quotes About Empathy

And how are you, Ferdinand? You don't have to ask. You mustn't think it's bad just for you. It's bad for everybody. That's the terrible thing. It's bad for Prosper, bad for the man they gave your shop to, bad for everybody. Nobody's going anywhere.

We couldn't find it in our hearts to find fault with him. We suffered with him.

The salvation of this human world lies nowhere else than in the human heart, in the human power to reflect, in human meekness and human responsibility.

I feel that the dormant goodwill in people needs to be stirred. People need to hear that it makes sense to behave decently or to help others, to place common interests above their own, to respect the elementary rules of human coexistence.

All human suffering concerns each human being

There's a thing called narcissistic personality disorder. People who have an inflated sense of their own importance, a lack of empathy for others. They're vain, they crave the power over others they think they deserve. They can be arrogant and callous. They think they're better than everybody else and they don't care who they trample on in their desire to get what they want.' 'A bit like Donald Trump, then?

I just think sometimes, they were kids once. They ran about the park kicking a football. They had things they wanted to be. Nobody dreams about being that guy there. Nobody sets out to be like him. And we keep coming up against folk that have got themselves completely fucked up.

Any man's death diminishes me, because I am involved in mankind'.

Her fight with alcohol had made for contentious exchanges and, if that were possible, even more contentious silences. Tony, empathetic to the point of self-harming, felt the pain of her abstinence as powerfully as anything he'd ever endured personally.

true love wasn't about gazing into each other's eyes. It was about standing shoulder to shoulder, facing in the same direction.

You can tell a lot about people by the way they treat other people's office staff.

The ability to laugh at yourself is a sign of higher intelligence.

Without mourning, in its psychoanalytic sense,113 an apology and forgiveness can neither be given nor received by groups that have been traumatized by others.

At unofficial dialogue meetings, especially at the outset, the competition to list grievances seems involuntary and occurs according to the principle of the egoism of victimization:196 there is no empathy for the other side's losses and injuries.

Tragedy is not deep and sharp if it can be shared with friend.

Friendship is not born in conditions of need or trouble. Literary fairy tales tell of 'difficult' conditions which are an essential element in forming any friendship, but such conditions are simply not difficult enough. If tragedy and need brought people together and gave birth to their friendship, then the need was not extreme and the tragedy not great. Tragedy is not deep and sharp if it can be shared with friends.

Real friendship needed to have firm foundations laid before the conditions of everyday life had reached the extreme point beyond which human beings have nothing human about them except mistrust, anger, and lies.

Ci sono persone che per le azioni altrui tendono sempre a trovare le ragioni più infime, e non perché sono cattive, anzi: spesso i detrattori non farebbero mai ciò di cui accusano gli altri. Le loro spiegazioni, piuttosto, vorrebbero dimostrare una certa esperienza della vita, laddove con chiarimenti che implicano pulsioni nobili passerebbero per ingenui e poco perspicaci.

Let's be kind and attentive to the individual man - whether he's a bishop, a peasant, an industrial magnate, a convict in the Sakhalin Islands or a waiter in a restaurant. Let's begin with respect, compassion and love for the individual - or we'll never get anywhere.

Buena es la verdad, mejor es el amor

Jenny lacked any sense of property - she was constantly apologising to Yevgenia and asking for her permission to open the small upper window in order to let in her elderly tabby cat. Her main interests and worries centered around this cat and how to protect it from her neighbors... She fed her own rations to the cat, whom she called 'my dear, silver child' The cat adored her; he was a rough sullen beast, but would become suddenly animated and affectionate when he saw her.

For a particular scene to enter into a person and become a part of their soul, it is evidently not enough that the scene be beautiful. The person also has to have something clear and beautiful present inside them.

Shargorodsky was a very gentle man, and quite helpless in any practical matter. He was the sort of man about whom people say, 'He's got the soul of a child,' or 'He's as kind as an angel.' And yet he could walk straight past a hungry child or a ragged old woman begging for crusts, feeling quite indifferent, still muttering his favourite lines of poetry.

When we look one another in the face, we're neither of us just looking at a face we hate - no, we're gazing into a mirror... Do you really not recognize yourselves into us...? (In The Testaments, Margaret Atwood)