Quotes About Empathy

the very fact of the death of someone close to them aroused in all who heard about it, as always, a feeling of delight that he had died and they hadn't.

There are as many kinds of love, as there are hearts

If so many men, so many minds, certainly so many hearts, so many kinds of love.

I can't think of you and myself apart. You and I are the same to me

Ah, if everyone was as sensitive as you! There's no girl who hasn't gone through that. And it's all so unimportant!

And he has to live like this on the edge of destruction, alone, with nobody at all to understand or pity him

I am not strange but I feel queer. I am like that sometimes. I feel like crying all the time. It is very silly but it will pass.

The whole trouble lies in that people think that there are conditions excluding the necessity of love in their intercourse with man, but such conditions do not exist. Things may be treated without love; one may chop wood, make bricks, forge iron without love, but one can no more deal with people without love than one can handle bees without care.

All, everything that I understand, I understand only because I love.

I don't think badly of people. I like everybody, and I'm sorry for everybody.

When a man sees a dying animal, horror comes over him: that which he himself is, his essence, is obviously being annihilated before his eyes--is ceasing to be. But when the dying one is a person, and a beloved person, then, besides a sense of horror at the annihilation of life, there is a feeling of severance and a spiritual wound which, like a physical wound, sometimes kills and sometimes heals, but always hurts and fears any external, irritating touch.

And all people live, not by reason of any care they have for themselves, but by the love for them that is in other people.

If we all took our problems and threw them into a pile next to other people's and saw what they had to deal with, we'd grab our own problems back as fast as we could.

Understandable, Lindsay.

And when it comes to relationships, we're so demanding that we're making them near impossible.

By seeing the beauty in every face we lift others into their wisest self and increase the chances of hearing a synchronistic message.

What we don't realize is that this sense of feeling better costs the other person. It is their energy that we have stolen. Most people go through their lives in a constant hunt for someone else's energy.

You allow love to enter you. But to do this you must position your mind by remembering what it felt like and try to feel it again.

It's not that they knew what you were doing exactly. They could feel what you were feeling, and as the lie you were contemplating brought you down, they felt that drain themselves, and thus became more confused and unclear---which was an unconscious signal to them that something was wrong, and that you were probably up to no good. So they backed away.

that horrible acts are caused, in part, by our very tendency to assume that some people are naturally evil.

We read about you to be with you, to walk in someone else's shoes, to experience another life. Some of those lives are hard, and others are easy, but we're with you every step of the way. We read about people in impossible situations because we're dealing with horrible things ourselves, in our lives. And you going through your story helps us with ours, no matter how yours ends.

They are slaves who fear to speak For the fallen and the weak; They are slaves who will not choose Hatred, scoffing, and abuse, Rather than in silence shrink From the truth they needs must think; They are slaves who dare not be In the right with two or three.

Why'd you call, boy? What did you want from me? The company of a friend, I think. Always a cheap treat.

How can we imagine what our lives should be without the illumination of the lives of others?