Quotes About Empathy

He stopped. "You're upset. I'll shut up and leave you

Over time in a marriage, your two circles that have been totally separate will start to overlap. You get to this wonderful place at the end of a marriage where you are like rocks in a rushing river that have been banged up against each other so many times that you are now smooth and soft around the edges, as you rest side by side.

Love is the difficult realization that something other than oneself is real.

One should go easy on smashing other people's lies. Better to concentrate on one's own.

We can only learn to love by loving.

Just as, in travel, one may miss seeing the sunset because one cannot find the ticket-office or is afraid of missing the train, so in even the closest human relationships a vast amount of time and of affection is drained away in minor misunderstandings, missed opportunities, and failures in consideration or understanding.

May those that love us, love us. And those that don't love us, May God turn their hearts. And if He doesn't turn their hearts, May He turn their ankles So we will know them by their limping.

May those who love us love us, and those who do not love us, may God turn their hearts, and if He cannot turn their hearts may He turn their ankles that we may know them by their limping.

Every invalid is a doctor.

True strength lies in gentleness.

Beware of people who dislike cats

Stones from the River, Ursula Hegi

We went to the movies together. It was a movie about girls in uniforms. They were high-class girls, but they had the same problems I have. You love somebody and that brings tears to your eyes and gives you a red nose. You love somebody--it's nothing you can understand. It doesn't matter whether it's a man or a woman or God.

Our own mistakes are always the ones which we hold against other people …

And that's what's important: how you react to someone while they're sleeping and not exerting any influence over you.

I used to think you could help people only with money. Actually, you can't really help anyone, but you can give them pleasure.

Your own toothache always hurts more than someone else's broken leg.

I bet you never had to live through really tough times." "Yes, I did," he says. Well, I'm not going to ask what he considers tough times. There are those who already feel sorry for themselves when they haven't had a hot meal by three in the afternoon.

When two people were in love you had to leave them to it. Especially when you weren't in love and wished that you were. That could embarrass. That could hurt.

The humanitarian lays stress almost solely upon breadth of knowledge and sympathy.

The world, or at least a few decent portions of it, could still be moved by the sight of thousands of victims, perhaps because it had not yet become hardened to the sight of millions.

To try to understand another human being, to grapple for his ultimate depths, that is the most dangerous of human endeavors.

Reading has always been the largest and most irreplaceable pleasure for Vincent; reading about other people's successes and failures, joys and sufferings seemed to bury his own failures.

For the middle majority of us all, knowledge of Negroes firsthand is probably limited—limited to the colored cleaning woman, who comes twice a week, limited to the colored baseball player who saves or loses a home game, limited to the garage mechanic, or dime-store clerk, or blues singer seen and heard on a Saturday night. To this white majority, the black man is as unknown as once was the heart of the Dark Continent of Africa.