Quotes About Empathy

There were some, naturally, who would understand, and he wrote for them, or for himself. Anyhow, some idealised reader who would accept everything, and forgive.

It seems many people operate on the principle that whatever happened to them is not abuse, but if it had happened to someone else, or if it had been a bit more extreme, then it would have been abusive.

What might it look like if we lived as if we will not be endlessly divided from those who have brought us harm and whom we have failed as well?

People often think they can hate some people and love others fully, but it's hard. Love and hate can't live in the same heart.

It's impossible to hate and be happy at the same time.

Believe me, I know what it's like to feel all alone...the worst kind of loneliness in the world is the isolation that comes from being misunderstood, It can make people lose their grasp on reality.

Imagine how different a world might be if more leaders took time to ponder the finality of death before racing off to war.

Sometimes, all you have to do is shift your perspective to see someone else's truth.

May our philosophies keep pace with our technologies. May our compassion keep pace with our powers. And may love, not fear, be the engine of change.

Love is not a finite emotion. We don't have only so much to share.

worst kind of loneliness in the world is the isolation that comes from being misunderstood. It can make people lose their grasp on reality.

this museum must celebrate the OTHER lesson history has taught us - that tyranny and oppression are no match for compassion...that the fanatical shouts of the bullies of the world are invariably silenced by the unified voices of decency that rise up to meet them. It is THESE voices - these choirs of empathy, tolerance and compassion - that I pray one day will sing from this mountaintop.

the worst kind of loneliness in the world is the isolation that comes from being misunderstood. It can make people lose their grasp on reality.

Compassion is a universal language. - Robert Langdon

Believe me, I know what it's like to feel all alone … the worst kind of loneliness in the world is the isolation that comes from being misunderstood. It can make people lose their grasp on reality.

Nothing captured human interest like human tragedy

Believe me, I know what it's like to feel all alone Ã¢â'¬Â¦ the worst kind of loneliness in the world is the isolation that comes from being misunderstood. It can make people lose their grasp on reality.

Most importantly," he said, "this museum must celebrate the other lesson history has taught us—that tyranny and oppression are no match for compassion…that the fanatical shouts of the bullies of the world are invariably silenced by the unified voices of decency that rise up to meet them. It is these voices—these choirs of empathy, tolerance, and compassion—that I pray one day will sing from this mountaintop.

Believe me, I know what it's like to feel all alone...the worst kind of loneliness in the world is isolation that comes from being misunderstood, it can make people lose their grasp on reality.

that tyranny and oppression are no match for compassion…that the fanatical shouts of the bullies of the world are invariably silenced by the unified voices of decency that rise up to meet them. It is these voices—these choirs of empathy, tolerance, and compassion—that I pray one day will sing from this mountaintop.

Por fortuna parati, nosotros los británicos no juzgamos el grado de civilización de un hombre por la amabilidad con que trata a sus amigos, sino por la compasión que demuestra para con sus enemigos

Believe me, I know what it's like to feel all alone ... the worst kind of loneliness in the world is the isolation that comes from being misunderstood. It can make people lose their grasp on reality. - Sienna Brooks

De ergste vorm van eenzaamheid is het isolement waarin je belandt als niemand je begrijpt

Does the world really need a voice for the poor, the weak, the oppressed, the unborn child? Do we really need souls like these who, though imperfect, spend their lives imploring each of us to read the signposts of morality and not lose our way?