Quotes About Empathy

The merit of persons is to be no rule of our charity, but we are to do acts of kindness to those that least deserve it.

nobody does anything for nothing. ... it is the ordinary lot of people to have no friends if they themselves care for nobody.

What part of confidante has that poor teapot played ever since the kindly plant was introduced among us! Why myriads of women have cried over it, to be sure! [...] Nature meant very kindly by women when she made the tea plant; and with a little thought, what series of pictures and groups of the fancy may conjure up and assemble round the teapot and cup.

It is those who injure women who get the most kindness from them.

In a word, in adversity she was the best of comforters, in good fortune the most troublesome of friends...

What tortures have men to endure, comparable to those daily repeated shafts of scorn and cruelty with which poor women are riddled by the tyrants of their sex?

Lumea e o oglinda care ofera inapoi fiecaruia reflectia propriului chip. Daca te incrunti se incrunta si ea inapoi spre tine, daca razi devine si ea o companie vesela si placuta

Be gentle with those who are less lucky, if not more deserving. Think, what right have you to be scornful, whose virtue is a deficiency of temptation, whose success may be a chance, whose rank may be an ancestor's accident, whose prosperity is very likely a satire.

When women are brooding over their children, or busied in a sick-room, who has not seen in their faces those sweet angelic beams of love and pity?

I never knew whether to pity or congratulate a man on coming to his senses.

think of the condition of Europe for twenty years before, where people were fighting, not by thousands, but by millions; each one of whom as he struck his enemy wounded horribly some other innocent heart far away.

When you and your brother are friends, his doings are indifferent to you. When you have quarrelled, all his outgoings and incomings you know, as if you were his spy.

The world is a looking-glass, and gives back to every man the reflection of his own face. Frown at it, and it will in turn look sourly upon you ; laugh at it and with it, and it is a jolly kind companion;

You think that enough?" said I. "Yes," said he, "and moreover it is all that we can do. If in addition we torture the man, we turn his grief into anger, and the humiliation he would otherwise feel for his wrong-doing is swallowed up by a hope of revenge for our wrong-doing to him.

Pero si Shakespeare fue ese inglés capaz de sentir como un meridonial, Byron fue capaz de vivir como un italiano, de reaccionar como un albanés, de morir como un griego.

Abraham Lincoln, the closing lines of his first inaugural. It was an appeal for peace; he prayed that all of us would finally be moved by 'the better angels of our nature.

In the time of your life, live - so that in that good time there shall be no ugliness or death for yourself or for any life your life touches. Seek goodness everywhere, and when it is found, bring it out of its hiding-place and let it be free and unashamed...In the time of your life, live - so that in that wondrous time you shall not add to the misery and sorrow of the world, but shall smile to the infinite delight and mystery of it.

If I want to do anything, I want to speak a more universal language.

I never knew teachers are human beings like everybody else-- and better too!

Each of you will begin to be truly human when, in spite of your natural dislike of one another, you still respect one another. That is what it means to be civilized.

How can you talk if you don't say anything? I said. You talk without words. We are always talking without words. Well, what good are words, then? Not very good, most of the time. Most of the time they're only good to keep back what you really want to say, or something you don't want known.

I miss you of course and I think of you all the time. I am O.K., and even though I have never believed in wars - and know them to be foolish, even when they are necessary - I am proud that I am involved since so many others are, and this is what's happening. I do not recognize any enemy which is human, for no human being can be my enemy. Whoever he is, he is my friend. My quarrel is not with him, but with that unfortunate part of him which I seek to destroy in myself first.

Lidi jsou t?žký. Lidi jsou lidi. Lidi jsou zábava, hra, fantazie, kouzla a ?árymáry. Lidi miluju. Bláznivé lidi, krásné lidi, zklamané lidi, nemocné lidi, zlomené lidi, zni?ené lidi. Takové lidi miluju.

Van had never been difficult, and Rosey never easy, because she was a girl, a woman, her mother's daughter, another order of creature entirely, a member of another race - a lovely, irresistible, unaccountable, enchanting and difficult race.