Quotes About Empathy

I have learned that most people get along as best they can. They don't intend to hurt anyone. It is merely a terrible by-product of surviving. It isn't her fault, all that comes to pass after that one final, merciless push.

When I listened to the lady telling her story, I could relate to not being welcome someplace. I liked the idea that God might take that very thing that stunk the worst about your life and change it around into something good.

She looked around the room then, and her eyes got misty, and she said we kids oughta remember there was a time when some folks had it a lot harder than others. I couldn't see how things were so different now.

Sometimes we must try to view the actions of those around us with forgiveness. We must realize that they are going on the only road they can see.

When you're in a position to help, that means you're in a good place in your own life.

It's more work to be mean than it is to be nice.

You shall not twist my bones into a star's shape, nor plant my hair as roots for the dreams of the living; and if you open my heart and run your poet's fingers over its walls and cushions you will find it is like yours, dark.

What happened is, we grew lonely living among the things, so we gave the clock a face, the chair a back, the table four stout legs which will never suffer fatigue.

Why limit yourself to just one best friend?

I did learn that it was the greatest thing in the world to respect yourself. Respect other people.

Gay people are the sweetest, kindest, most artistic, warmest and most thoughtful people in the world. And since the beginning of time all they've ever been is kicked.

We suffer each other to have each other a while.

To err on the side of kindness is seldom an error.

A major advantage of age is learning to accept people without passing judgment.

People are always glad when you address them in their own language, I have found, even though your knowledge may not extend further than what you have memorised from a dictionary or phrase book.

Maybe that's why she loved him. Because she saw he own brokenness reflected in him, and it didn't scare her anymore. ~Violet

That boy. He does try me. I love him because he's mine. But I don't choose to forgive him because I love him or because he deserves it. I forgive him because I've been lost too. I've walked away too. I've been welcomed back too. None of us deserve to be forgiven. That's why it's called mercy." ~Mama Potts

sometimes in the midst of the worst pain, it's hard to hear the truth. Sometimes when the pain is too loud, all we can hear is the person crying with us. And that sounds a lot like love.

Maybe you should write her a letter, Mia. In it, you could sort out what you feel, tell her your confusion. You could even apologize for that which you have no idea you've done if you want. Thank her for the great times you've just described to me. It would force her to acknowledge what she is doing here, and at the same time help you to find your way to some closure in it.

Sandy Sheehy says in Connecting,

to remember the details, I'm not the only one, and you needn't feel sorry for me. In fact, there are two other

Only the people who get you, deserve you.

Feminism directly confronts the idea that one person or set of people [has] the right to impose definitions of reality on others.

Now the uncle spoke up. 'This cannot be,' he said. 'The human being is designed for many things. Loneliness is not one of them.' ... Mrs. Ramani leaned into me, and said, as a statement of fact. 'We are not meant to go through this life alone.