Quotes About Empathy

These young women. That girl back at the bunkers. Corrie, if people can be taught to hate, they can be taught to love! We must find the way, you and I, no matter how long it takes. .

And so I learned that love is larger than the walls that shut it in.

or when letters to Jewish suppliers in Germany came back marked "Address Unknown," we still managed to believe that it was primarily a German problem. "How long are they going to stand for it?" we said. "They won't put up with that man for long.

If I go home today," he said evenly and clearly, "tomorrow I will open my door again to any man in need who knocks.

Kapteyn appeared with Betsie in the dining room door. Her lips were swollen and puffy, a bruise was darkening on her cheek. She half fell into the chair next to mine. "Oh Betsie! He hurt you!" "Yes." She dabbed at the blood on her mouth. "I feel so sorry for him." Kapteyn whirled, his white face even paler. "Prisoners will remain silent!" he shrieked.

Surely there is no more wretched sight than the human body unloved and uncared for.

I remembered Father's words to the Gestapo chief in The Hague: "I will open my door to anyone in need. . . ." No one in the city was in greater need than its feeble-minded.

That was Father's secret: not that he overlooked the differences in people; that he didn't know they were there. And

I have now understood that though it seems to men that they live by care for themselves, in truth it is love alone by which they live.

Yeah, I feel super sorry for you that you have to be locked in a car with a guy that looks like Chris Evans after the super soldier serum.

Some things are true, regardless of who you are. Saying something kind and from the heart is never a bad idea, and it's never the wrong thing to do.

She glanced at Betsy, who smiled as if they'd always been friends, the kind who could communicate without words, the kind who knew what the other one needed whether anyone said so or not.

I didn't have anyone, I spent a lot more time alone. I loved reading, and I know it sounds stupid, but the characters in the books I read became my best friends. The only ones who would never hurt me.

You know that unkindness just makes you get old before your time." "That's true," Dad calls from the living room. "Rots your bones and makes you constipated! Look at your Aunt June!

Funny how meaningful those small tender gestures can be: a friend picking burrs off your shirt, the ones you can't get because they're stuck in that unreachable spot on your back.

When we treat the earth as an object, we dehumanize ourselves.

She still cared for me, and the best way I could make amends to her was to be happy. I do have a knack for finding great women.

A junkie will steal your purse, and then help you look for it.

I don't want my sons to be traumatized by what happened to their father or grandfathers or great-grandfathers, but everyone should know about the lives of those who came before them so that they can figure out why their fingers are bent or why sometimes they feel bone-crushingly sad for no reason that anyone else can see.

When you feel this burden, you might be frustrated, wondering why no one else cares as much as you do. The reason why you care and others don't could be because God has aimed it directly at you.

She asked God to use this experience to help my heart break forever for those who don't know Christ.

It's easy to impress people with our strengths, but real connections are forged through our shared weaknesses.

When dealing with overly critical people, try to see past the arrows to the struggles that launched them.

On the other hand, when you do something for someone else, there's often a greater, deeper satisfaction.