Quotes About Empathy

la tiranía y la opresión nunca podrán derrotar a la compasión…que los gritos fanáticos de los bravucones del mundo siempre acaban silenciados por las voces unidas de la decencia que se elevan en su contra.

El peor tipo de soledad en el mundo es la de ser malentendido. Puede llegar a provocar que uno pierda el contacto con la realidad".

Suntem noi învechiÈ›i? Sunt oamenii aceÈ™tia niÈ™te dinozauri? Sau eu? Mai are lumea cu adev?rat nevoie de un glas care s? ia partea celor s?raci, slabi È™i oprimaÈ›i ori a copiilor înc? nen?scuÈ›i? Avem într-adev?r nevoie de suflete ca acestea care, deÈ™i imperfecte, îÈ™i petrec întreaga via?? implorându-ne pe fiecare dintre noi s? nu ne pierdem jaloanele de moralitate È™i s? nu ne r?t?cim?

We must seize every opportunity to show kindness and to love fully.

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.

He couldn't imagine how lonely it must be for a child to be so profoundly different.

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

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

Maybe love, like suffering, is relative.

I gave my clothes away. How could I think about clothes when the poor people of Florida don't even have a place to live?

company loves misery

We cannot always do great things in life, but we can do small things with great love.

Life is not a private affair. A story and its lessons are only made useful if shared.

The ability to express feelings is an important life skill. But forever expressing upset feelings tends to restimulate them.

Some of us center our lives around other people's feelings; we try to make them happy. But since you can't control your feelings, how can you possibly fix the feelings of others? The plain truth is that feeling responsible for someone else's unhappiness (or happiness) is simply not realistic

infant. There was no shame in being seen, no disgrace in being human.

sensitivity

You will look forward to getting up each day just to help another soul, another part of your Self.

David cannot recall being hugged, kissed, or told he was loved by his parents. The only physical comfort he had was from "Mammy," an African-American housekeeper who recognized David's needs and provided solace. On Saturdays she'd take him to a movie, where she was allowed to sit with him in the whites' section. He is convinced that, "If I hadn't had Mammy, I would have been in much worse shape.

Men who read a lot have a more sensitive disposition, added Fowler. [...] I did not know what to say to this. Maybe reading is a sort of curse is all I mean, concluded Fowler. Maybe it's better for a man to stay inside his own mind. Amen, I felt like saying, although I do not know why.

We thought we were special, opening our perceptions, honing our empathy, spilling that cauldron of shared pain onto the dance floor of language and then trying to make a minuet out of all that chaotic hurt. It doesn't matter a damn bit. We're no avatars, no sons of god or man. We're only us, scribbling our conceits alone, reading alone, and dying alone.

The only true voyage, the only Fountain of Youth," recited Orphu, "would be found not in traveling to strange lands but in having different eyes, in seeing the universe with the eyes of another person, of a hundred others, and seeing the hundred universes each of them sees, which each of them is.

Thus evolved some members of the Core—not altruists, but desperate survivalists who realized that the only way ultimately to win their never-ending zero-sum game was to stop the game. And to stop the game they needed to evolve into a species capable of empathy.

In the last few months, perhaps because he has had no one to speak to -- or at least no interlocutor who can respond with actual out-loud speech -- he has learned how to let different parts of his mind and heart speak within him as if they were different souls with their own arguments.