Quotes About Empathy

Do not inquire the name of him who asks a shelter of you. The very man who is embarrassed by his name is the one who needs shelter.

The misery of a child is interesting to a mother, the misery of a young man is interesting to a young woman, the misery of an old man is interesting to nobody. This of all miseries is the coldest.

He understood how to say the grandest things in the most vulgar of idioms. As he spoke all tongues, he entered into all hearts.

He loved books; books are cold but safe friends. In

Love one another dearly, always. Nothing else in the world really matters but that: to love one another.

the cold and bitter scorn of the passers-by penetrated her very flesh and soul like a north wind.

Kada si u najvecim mukama i kada ti se dusa grci od bola,kada se ne zna da li si ziv ili mrtav,ipak se tada za one koje volis uvek nadje neznosti u izobilju.Po tome se poznaju velike duse.Kad sve iscezne ostaje samo ljubav.

On ne se connaît pas tant qu'on n'a pas bu ensemble.

Des marchands de sang humain criaient a tue-tête : Qui veut des places ?. Une rage m'a pris contre ce peuple. J'ai eu envie de leur crier : Qui veut la mienne ?

Books are cold, but sure friends indeed.

The wretchedness of a child interests a mother, the wretchedness of a young man interests a young girl, the wretchedness of an old man interests no one.

Shall we weep for all the innocent, all martyrs, all children, the lowly as well as the exalted? I agree to that. But in that case, as I have told you, we must go back further than '93, and our tears must begin before Louis XVII. I will weep with you over the children of kings, provided that you will weep with me over the children of the people.

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Neither was to blame for the way they felt, because Marius was someone who embraces sorry and dwells in it, but Cosette felt it deeply but recovered.

Each time he uttered the word 'Monsieur' in his mild, compassionable voice, the man's face lighted up. The courtesy, to the ex-convict, was like fresh water to a shipwrecked man. Ignominy thirsts for respect.

I do not know whether it will be read by all, but I wrote it for all.

weep for them all," the bishop said. "Equally," G——— exclaimed, "and if the balance tips, let it be on the side of the people: They have suffered longer.

This is the shade of difference: the door of physicianshould never be shut, the door of the priest should always be open.

With certain kinds of people,we allow for the potential development of all the beauties of human virtue within a faith that is different from our own

The sores of the human race, those great sores which cover the globe, do not halt at the red or blue lines traced upon the map.

To love someone is to make them transparent.

The real human division is this: the luminous and the shady. To diminish the number of the shady, to augment the number of the luminous,—that is the object. That is why we cry: Education! science! To teach reading, means to light the fire; every syllable spelled out sparkles.

Do not inquire he name if him who asks a shelter of you. The very man who's embarrassed by his name is the one who needs shelter

Do not ask the name of the person who asks you for a bed for the night. He whose name is a burden to him needs shelter more than anyone.