Quotes About Empathy

The art of the novel is based on the craft of telling our own stories as if they belonged to others, and of telling other people's stories as if they were our own.

every person had a star, every star had a friend, and for every person carrying a star there was someone else who reflected it, and everyone carried this reflection as a secret confidant in his heart.

Không có ni?m h?nh phúc nào lá»›n hÆ¡n khi m?t ??i m?t vá»›i chính sá»± t?i tàn và kh?n kh? c?a mình

Humanity has one strength that no one has: that is we may feel the feelings, pain, jealousy, failure, love, happiness of others and identify with them, and even see the world through their own eyes.

Yirmi ya??mdan beri üzerimde beni her türlü beladan ve mutsuzluktan koruyan görünmez bir z?rh olduÄŸu duygusu vard? içimde. Bu duygunun bir yan?, bana baÅŸkalar?n?n mutsuzluÄŸuyla fazla meÅŸgul olman?n beni de mutsuz edebileceÄŸini ve z?rh?m?n delinmesine yol açabileceÄŸini sezdirirdi.

Our apartment was at the top of a tall building opposite Te?vikiye Mosque, and our bedroom windows looked out on many other families' bedrooms that resembled ours; since childhood I had found strange comfort in going to my dark bedroom to look into other people's apartments.

Do koje nam je mjere dano doživjeti patnje i ljubavi drugih ljudi? Koliko možemo razumjeti one oko sebe ?ije su boli i bijeda i razo?aranja dublji i teži od naših? Ako razumjeti zna?i staviti se na mjesto onih koji su od nas druga?iji, jesu li bogataši i suci ovoga svijeta ikada shvatili nebrojene patnike koji su ih okruživali?

El verdadero placer de leer una novela empieza con la capacidad de ver el mundo no desde el exterior, sino a través de los ojos de los protagonistas que viven en ese mundo.

Trenutak samoubojstva za žene je trenutak kad su najusamljenije, i kad najbolje shva?aju što zna?i biti žena.

Throughout history, religious leaders and other honorable men of conscience have always warned against this shaming confusion. They remind us that the poor have hearts, minds, humanity, and wisdom just like everyone else. When Hans Hansen sees a poor man he feels sorry for him. He would not necessarily assume that the man's a fool who's blown his chances or a drunk who's lost his will.

Roman sanat?n? siyasi yapan ÅŸey, yazarlar?n siyasi görüÅŸleri ya da üye olduklar? partiler deÄŸil; kültür, s?n?f, cinsiyet vs. olarak kendimize benzemeyen birisini anlamak, ahlaki, kültürel, siyasi yarg?dan önce ÅŸefkat duymak, yani bütün bu özdeÅŸleÅŸme ihtiyac? ve onun gücüdür.

There's a strangeness in my mind," said Mevlut. "No matter what I do, I feel completely alone in this world." "You will never feel that way again now that I'm with you," said Rayiha with maternal feeling. As Rayiha snuggled up to him, Mevlut watched her dreamlike reflection in the window of the teahouse, and he knew that he would never forget this moment.

Cuánto podemos alguna vez saber sobre el amor y el dolor en otro corazón? ¿Cuánto podemos esperar entender a quienes han sufrido la angustia más profunda, una mayor privación, y más decepciones aplastamiento que nosotros mismos hemos conocido

What happens in that moment when we first sense our interest in another person? Why do we click with some people and not with others? Why do those moments make us feel more fully connected not just to that individual but to everything around us? Is there a way to foster or proactively create that kind of instant intimacy?

Tidak mungkin bagi kita untuk sengaja menyakiti orang lain tanpa menyakiti diri kita sendiri juga.

You have no more right to go about among your fellows with a vinegar expression an your face, radiating mental poison, spreading the germs of doubt, fear, discouragement and despondency among them, than you have to inflict bodily injuries on them.

The things that come from others correspond with what we send to them.

The world is a looking-glass which flings back to us the reflection of ourselves. If we laugh it laughs back at us. If we shed tears, it reflects a sorrowful face.

You have no more right to go about among your fellows with a vinegary expression on your face, radiating mental poison, spreading the germs of doubt, fear, discouragement, and despondency upon them, than you have to inflict bodily injuries. You have no more right to poison other people's happiness than their bodies.

There is something inside of a man which protests against doing that which tends to injure another, that which does not square with his God nature, with the best thing in him; that which is not working in response to his highest aspiration.

The world is a whispering gallery which sends back the echo of our own voice. It is a mirror which reflects the face that looks in it. If we laugh, it laughs back; if we frown, it reflects a frown.

Open eyes will discover opportunities everywhere; open ears will never fail to detect the cries of those who are perishing for assistance; open hearts will never want for worthy objects upon which to bestow their gifts; open hands will never lack for noble work to do.

Don't run about and tell acquaintances that you have been unfortunate; people do not like to have unfortunate men for acquaintances.

No human being can possibly injure another without injuring himself more. He cannot do wrong without paying for it in corresponding suffering.