Quotes About Empathy

She was not good on the phone. She needed the face, the pattern of eyes, nose, trembling mouth... People talking were meant to look at a face, the disastrous cupcake of it, the hide-and-seek of the heart dashing across. With a phone, you said words, but you never watched them go in. You saw them off at the airport but never knew whether there was anyone there to greet them when they got off the plane.

One of the best things any human must do, is to bleed for the others.

This world shall not be at peace, unless we eradicate jealous first.

If you have no more happiness to give: Give me your pain.

Büyük kuramlar geli?tiriyoruz, ruhen uyumlu olmak istiyoruz, her ?eyi k?l? k?rk yararcas?na s?namak istiyoruz, ama sonunda ba?ka hiçbir i?arete bakmadan an?n bah?ettikleriyle seçiyoruz birbirimizi.

The inability to hear is a nuisance; the inability to communicate is the tragedy.

It was like the old joke: the operation was a success but the patient died. Theories and goals of education don't matter a whit if you don't consider your students to be human beings.

From the first two-hour class on, I had not said a word. I wanted them to know a little bit of what it is like to be deaf: lost, confused, unable to communicate.

This work was throwing me into the intimate functioning of people's lives.

to leave a child without language for a moment longer than is absolutely necessary seems cruel to me.

Tell Doris Jean I figure it's about time I learned that sign language,

By the time we got back to his house, Grandpa couldn't reproduce the two signs he'd learned, but he hurried inside to describe to my grandmother how he'd tried.

Mom turned to me, puzzled. In sign language, she asked, "What was Grandpa saying in the kitchen?" My heart froze.

The only way Tyrone had of communicating was to hit someone.

I have talked and listened and heard and there is no me!

For so long I'd been doing what I'd accused other people of doing—I was seeing the deafness, not the people.

Immediately the stranger would bend over toward me and ask, "Does he lip-read?" as if Dad had suddenly become as inanimate as a cigar store Indian.

For the first time, it hit me that my mother and father were deaf.

Every day they met with constant, irritating reminders of their shortcomings, from the petty annoyance of not being able to ask for a cup of coffee in a restaurant, to the sobering knowledge that they couldn't hear cars careening around corners, and that deaf people had been shot in the back by policemen when they hadn't heard a command to halt.

In sign language, conversations like these are unbelievably hard. You must look directly at the person as you talk to him, and as he talks to you. You can't avert your eyes to relieve the tension.

We were speaking in feelings. Words were not enough.

Although a lot of pain for a little screen time Shaving legs, waxing eyebrows, high heels, trying to put on a bra, losing weight because women's clothes are SO revealing - Ladies you have my respect.

Don't tell your problems to people: eighty percent don't care; and the other twenty percent are glad you have them.

Never tell your problems to anyone . . . 20% don't care and the other 80% are glad you have them.