Quotes About Empathy

What are you going to say if she tells you that she had a row with Winterborne?" Cassandra asked. "I'll tell her to have more of them," Kathleen said. "One can't allow a man to have his way all the time.

You don't have to be anything other than what you are. Can't I love you the same way? I know who you are. I think we know each other better than we know ourselves" -Evie, lady St. Vincent-

You're very good at organizing your feelings, aren't you?" Christopher had asked dryly. "I suppose I am. I wish I could organize yours. At present they seem to resemble an overturned drawer of neckcloths." "Not neckcloths," he said. "Flatware, with sharp edges." Audrey had smiled. "I pity those who find themselves in the way of your feelings.

Both of you think happiness is this thing you have to chase after, like a child with a shiny toy. It won't happen until you start finding ways to take care of other people instead of ways to please yourself.

Inti dari hubungan adalah memiliki seseorang saat kita membutuhkannya".

Yes, something [book] to transport your mind from where and who and what you are. Everyone needs that. A time or two in my past, it seemed that a book was the only thing that stood between me and near insanity.

I was..sorry that you had been in prison camp.." "A reassuring sentiment, coming from my wife. Anything else?

Lucy waited patiently, knowing that he did want to talk, or he wouldn't have put on such a performance when he came in. Heath's door slamming was always an announcement that a conversation was in order.

Daisy had no idea how to put herself to rights again. But she thought it would be a good thing to stop thinking about herself and do something for someone else.

Heaven forbid that we should spend an evening with people who are not exactly the same as ourselves. We might learn something.

You're laughing at me." "No, I'm laughing with you, but in a slightly superior way.

As far as being self-centered, you have no way of knowing how much I've done, if anything, for other people.

No, Redbird," her father had replied, his mouth twitching at the corners. "That's why I married your mother—she's kind enough for two people." "Mother," Gabriel had asked hopefully, "could you be kind enough for three people?

Are you going to cry, Mr. Bronson?" the child asked in concern, coming to stand beside his knees, staring into his downturned face. He managed to smile at her. "Just a little on the inside," he said raspily. He felt her little hand on his cheek, and he held utterly still as she kissed him on the nose.

I've been with Dane for four years," I managed to say. "He understands me in a way you don't." "I can learn you." -Ella & Jack

was Aunt Evie very upset when you told her about the letter?" "No. Only concerned for the boy's sake, and mine as well." "Many women in her position would consider him as... well, an embarrassment." That drew a real smile from him, the first she'd seen from him in a while. "You know Evie. She already thinks of him as someone else to love.

I won't do it. I'm no more important than anyone else here-" "You are to me.

It's not all about what you want. It's also about what she wants. No matter what your intentions, most women don't like it when you make their decisions for them.

You should have come to me first." "I didn't think you'd listen, or agree with what I had to say." "I'll always listen. I won't always agree.

He wouldn't have done this before, you know. He used to have more sense than to risk his neck for someone else. Especially strangers. The numbskull." Kathleen smiled. Swallowing back the tightness in her throat, she reached out and smoothed his hair back. "My dear friend," she whispered, "I'm sorry to have to say this…but you would have done the same thing.

They did what friends do when all else has failed…they sat with her in companionable silence…and let her know they cared.

At the first realization that Annabelle was ill, he had felt his chest turn painfully hollow, as if his heart had been seized for ransom. There had been no question in his mind that he would do whatever was necessary to make her safe and comfortable. And in the moments when Annabelle had struggled to breathe, staring at him with eyes bright with pain and fear, he would have done anything for her. Anything.

I don't think they'll judge you severely, so long as they believe that you're not judging them. Just try to be sincere, and you should have no difficulty." "I have no talent for sincerity," West muttered.

I'm glad that you're going to take care of Mr. Winterborne. He needs you." "Yes," Quincy had said feelingly. "He does.