Quotes About Empathy

Aparte de las conjeturas sobre los posibles traslados y ascensos que podrían resultar del fallecimiento de Ivan Ilich, el sencillo hecho de enterarse de la muerte de un allegado suscitaba en los presentes, como siempre ocurre, una sensación de complacencia, a saber: «el muerto es él; no soy yo».

He was conscious of not caring as much for the boy as for the girl but did his best to treat them both alike. The boy felt this and did not respond to his father's cold smile.

Prince Andrew could no longer restrain himself and wept tender loving tears for his fellow men, for himself, and for his own and their errors.

consider me your friend, and if you need help, advice, or simply to pour out your soul to somebody - not know, but when your soul is clear - remember me.

there was a new feature in Pierre which won him the favor of all people: this was the recognition of the possibility for each person of thinking, feeling, and looking at things in his own way; the recognition of the impossibility of changing a person's opinion with words. This legitimate peculiarity of each person, which formerly had troubled and irritated Pierre, now constituted the basis of the sympathy and interest he took in people.

consider me your friend, and if you need help, advice, or simply to pour out your soul to somebody - not now, but when your soul is clear - remember me.

He was swept by a lovely, heart-warming sensation that was quite new to him; the sight of those two little girls had suddenly made him aware that there were such things as other human interests, million miles from his own but no less legitimate.

After all, the only thing that is going to save mankind is if enough people live their lives for something or someone other than themselves.

Miss Abigail, I want to be an author because writers know when a person is lonely. I mean, when Molly read me some books, those writers reached out and said, Look Gideon, we know about your loneliness and we know you're feeling downtrodden. And they said...I'll stand up for you. You're not lone anymore.

And that is where I have failed you, Ari. You see, I would have crawled to your mother a million times. I would crawl to her because I need her in order to live. She is my strength. God help me, Ari, I have been a party to the creation of a breed of men and women so hard they refuse to know the meaning of tears and humility.

Fear and pain and suffering is not OK for any being to feel intentionally at the hands of us.

Friend, when you speak this carefully I know it is because you don't know what to say.

Who could have foretold the heart grows old from touching others

I don't even hate books anymore.

F. once said: At sixteen I stopped fucking faces. I had occasioned the remark by expressing disgust at his latest conquest, a young hunchback he had met while touring an orphanage. F. spoke to me that day as if I were truly one of the underprivileged; or perhaps he was not speaking to me at all when he muttered: Who am I to refuse the universe?

So I must say it quickly; Whoever is in your life, those that harm you, those that help you; those whom you know and those whom you do not know -- let them off the hook, help them off the hook. Recognize the hook. You are listening to radio resistance.

I salute you Brave spirit Who has swallowed so much And tasted so little.

I greet you from the other side of sorrow and despair, with a love so vast and shattered it will reach you everywhere.

better than me are you kinder than me are you sweeter smarter faster you you you prettier than me stronger than me lonelier than me I want to get to know you better and better

There is no decent place to stand In a massacre But if a woman takes your hand Then go and stand with her

So I must say it quickly: Whoever is in your life, those who harm you, those who help you; those whom you know and those whom you do not know – let them off the hook, help them off the hook. Recognize the hook.

Whoever is in your life, those who harm you, those who help you; those whom you know and those whom you do not know – let them off the hook, help them off the hook. Recognize the hook.

Blessed are you who, among the numberless swept away in terror, permitted a few to suffer carefully.

The cripple here that you clothe and feed Is neither starved nor cold; He does not ask for your company, Not at the centre, the centre of the world.