Quotes About Empathy

Tired is the catchall for everything when you're a parent of a small child. When your child throws a tantrum, when your child refuses to kiss his grandmother, when your child doesn't say thank you, when your child does anything remotely shitty, you can always just say: He's tired or She didn't get enough sleep last night and you're off the hook.

One thing you discover in motherhood that you never understood from being a daughter and loving your mother—the mother end of things went deeper. After you gave birth, no sleep ever again would take you far from your child.

How come you're always so mean? --Howie Katelnikof

People who read are never strangers.

He'd found her weeping one day the previous week, huddled over a much-thumbed copy of a mystery, one of a series. In this one the heroine's lover had died. She took it as a personal affront—"I can't believe she did that! How could she do that?"—and threw the book across the room, only to retrieve it a moment later and force him to listen to her read the death scene out loud.

I'm still unsure as to what draws people together, that is, beyond the really ugly things: money, beauty, family, desperation. But I suppose that if someone can make you feel like you are seeing a new world, or just an old one of the first time, you might decide that you love to be around them.

Do not condemn the judgment of another because it differs from your own. You may both be wrong.

Do not condemn the judgement of another because it differs from your own. You may both be wrong.

Share Your Thoughts

When others are happy, be happy with them. If they are sad, share their sorrow. —Romans 12:15

One last thing, Miss Paige." She turned and gazed fondly at him, at his eyes, drooping now, that he was trying so hard to keep open. "Yes?" "This is a ... rather oppressive house. I know better than anyone what Lucien is like, and I know how homesick you must be, far away from everyone and everything you know and love. But you just remember this.... Any time you start feeling out of place here or unwanted or just need to get away from it all, you know where to find me." His

I'm sorry," he whispered against the pillow, and meant it. "I know." "I never . . . wanted to hurt you." "I know that too. Rest now. Get better.

Morninghall was not such an evil man after all. A baffling one, yes. A potentially violent one, yes. An arrogant, intimidating, enigmatic, moody one, yes. But not evil. No man who took pity on a suffering child was evil.

You can't go back and change what happened, so why not just forgive yourself and try to make the best of things? Aren't you as deserving of forgiveness as anyone else?

No obstante, los cosmopolitas son vistos como el personaje de Los hermanos Karamazov, de Fiódor Dostoievski, que descubre que cuanto más ama a la humanidad en general, menos ama a la gente en particular.

The writer's life requires courage, patience, empathy, openness. It requires the ability to be alone with oneself. Gentle with oneself. To be disciplined, and at the same time, take risks.

I had spent my childhood and the better part of my early adulthood trying to understand my mother. She had been an extraordinarily difficult person, spiteful and full of rage, with a temper that could flare, seemingly out of nowhere, scorching everything and everyone who got in its way. [pp. 40-41]

A best friend is there for you when you're down. A best friend acknowledges your feelings, forgives your mistakes, and lets you be whomever you really are. A best friend listens to your truth without judging you, and tells you the truth even if you don't want to hear it. A best friend empowers you to be the person you want to be. You never have to pretend to be someone else when you're with your best friend.

Mr. Tibble bowed his head, and Amanda was immediately sorry she'd spoken with such cool disdain. She did not like to see timid Mr. Tibble quake, but she was having a hard time controlling her displeasure. The envelope she'd let fall to her lap, standing out so glaringly white against the skirt of her black bombazine gown, might contain a letter from her deceased parents using just the sort of tender words she'd longed to hear from them

Mutual defensiveness moves parents and children away from intersubjective experience and joint influence and into a desire to gain control of the situation. To

Nothing builds community like complaining.

Sometimes to be the bigger person, you gotta be the little guy.

Co-dependency i? a way of ?v?iding ?n?'? own lif? b? t?king ?n th? ?r?bl?m? of ?n?th?r. Codependents t?nd t? ?v?id th?ir own liv?? b? tr?ing to solve th? problems ?f ?th?r people.

My little son, Atticus, desperately needs his dad and I haven't been there for him... and that's sad.