Quotes About Empathy

why swear at him, even to yourself? He hasn't sworn at you. Swearing's for the weak, or for fools. Isn't it?

After all those horrors at Changi, you don't detest them?" After a pause Peter Marlowe shook his head. "I don't detest anyone. Even Grey. It takes all of my mind and energy to appreciate that I'm alive.

Never go to bed with a woman who has more troubles than you do. —Lew Archer

Il mio migliore amico è lo specchio perché quando piango lui non ride mai.

What else is there to do in this world but love other people?

All of us are starving … for attention, for love, for understanding. I don't care what the sisters say: we take more shit than they do in this life, 'cause we are brothers in a white man's world, and there ain't no space for us. Never has been, never will be. All we want, all we need is someone to love us for who we are, to grow with us, so that the world ain't such a bad place.

You don't build a bond without being present.

You'd be better served taxing your conscience for those who deserve your regret.

I want to burn down the distance between us>

I had to talk to people. All people scared me.

We are all human, and all do wrong.

Persahabatan yang mengalir dari hati tidak bisa dibekukan oleh kesengsaraan.

Compassion is the love that recognizes and goes forth to identify with the preciousness of all that is lost and broken within ourselves and others.

Compassion forms the essential bond between seeking God in meditation and all forms of social justice. For the more we are transformed in compassion, the more we are impelled to act with compassion toward others.

Complete moral tolerance is possible only when men have become completely indifferent to each other—that is to say, when society is at an end.

I'm tired of making people sad and I'm tired of disappointing them and I'm tired of seeing them break. I have seen this too many times. He will be the last.

He tells me I look as if I could use a hugand i laugh at him and he ignores me and steps forward and puts his arms around me and hugs me. I warm at the simple pleasure of human contact and for the first time in a long time i actually feel good. (James Frey, pg.38)

There are never words for the strongest of our feelings. There is just the pain that we cannot share. Pain we must all feel alone.

And even though people try to pretend that pain doesn't do anything to them, none of us can really handle it. Everything bad we do in our life is because of pain of some kind.

I stand, walk over to him, sit down on his bed, put my arms around him, hug him. He hugs me back strong and I can feel the shame coming through his arms. I am a Criminal and he is a Judge and I am white and he is black, but at this moment none of that matters. He is a man who needs a friends and I can be his friend.

Hate me if you must, but know that I will never hate you.

On the other couch a women sits with a young boy looking through a picture book about Babar the Elephant. When I find a magazine and I lean back to start reading it, I can see the women watching me out of the corner of her eye. She moves closer to the child and she leans over and kisses his forehead. I know why she does it and i don't blame her.

But we are what we are, and humans will always hate.

When I find a magazine and I lean back to start reading it, I can see the woman watching me out of the corner of her eye. She moves closer to the child and she puts her arm around him and she leans over and kisses his forehead. I know why she does it and I don't blame her and as I open my magazine my heart breaks and I hope that the little boy doesn't grow up to be anything like me.