Quotes About Empathy

Il y avait une telle angoise dans l'explosion de douleur qui accompagnait ce délire que la compassion m'a fait oubier sa folie.

De lo que sea que nuestras almas estén hechas; la suya y la mía son lo mismo.

Hope soothes me in the griefs I know; She lulls my pain for others' woe, And makes me strong to undergo What I am born to bear.

If I've done wrong, I'm dying for it. It is enough! You left me too; but I won't upbraid you! I forgive you. Forgive me!

Poor wretch!' I thought; 'you have a heart and nerves the same as your brother men! Why should you be anxious to conceal them? Your pride cannot blind God! You tempt him to wring them, till he forces a cry of humiliation.

For shame, Heathcliff!' said I. 'It is for God to punish wicked people; we should learn to forgive.' 'No, God won't have the satisfaction that I shall,' he returned.

Plakala sam i zbog njega i zbog nje; katkada žalimo ljude koji nemaju osje?aja ni za sebe ni za druge.

Ruhlar?m?z her neden yo?rulmu?sa ikimizinki de ayn?.

Lako vam je popustiti njihovim prolaznim hirovima sve dok se oni svojski trude da predvide sve vaše želje. Me?utim, može se naposljetku dogoditi da se posva?ate oko ne?ega što je jednako važno za obje strane, pa ?e se tada oni, koje nazivate slabima, pokazati nepopustljivima kao i vi.

He's not a human being,' she retorted; 'and he has no claim on my charity. I gave him my heart, and he took and pinched it to death; and flung it back to me. People feel with their hearts, Ellen: and since he has destroyed mine, I have not power to feel for him: and I would not, though he groaned from this or his dying day, and wept tears of blood for Catherine!

Whatever the hell our souls are made out, hers and mine are the same.

I have not broken your heart — you have broken it; and in breaking it, you have broken mine.

Mes grandes souffrances dans ce monde ont été les souffrances de Heathcliff, je les ai toutes guettées et ressenties dès leur origine.

Well, we must be for ourselves in the long run; the mild and generous are only more justly selfish than the domineering — and it ended when circumstances caused each to feel that the one's interest was not the chief consideration in the other's thoughts.

I was weeping as much for him as her; we do sometimes pity creatures that have none of the feeling either for themselves or others.

An unfeeling child,'' I thought to myself, 'how lightly she dismisses her old playmate's troubles. I could not have imagined her to be so selfish.'' She lifted a mouthful to her lips; then, set it down again: her cheeks flushed, and the tears gushed over them. She slipped her fork to the floor, and hastily dived under the cloth to conceal her emotion.

might suspect him of a degree of under-bred pride; I have a sympathetic chord within that tells me it is nothing of the

I know he has a bad nature,' said Catherine: 'he's your son. Bu I'm glad I've a better, to forgive it; and I know he loves me, and for that reason I love him. Mr. Heathcliff, you have nobody to love you; and, however miserable you make us, we shall still have the revenge of thinking that your cruelty arises from your greater misery! You are miserable, are you not? Lonely, like the devil, and envious like him? Nobody loves you--nobody will cry for you when you die! I wouldn't be you!

Yo no te deseo a ti más tormento que el que tengo yo, sólo quisiera que nunca nos separáramos y si en adelante una palabra mía te duele piensa que el mismo dolor estoy sintiendo yo.

He's not a human being,' she retorted; 'and he has no claim on my charity. I gave him my heart, and he took and pinched it to death, and flung it back to me. People feel with their hearts, Ellen: and since he has destroyed mine, I have not power to feel for him.

Não é porque ele é bonito, Nelly, mas porque ele é mais eu do que eu própria. Não importa do que são feitas nossas almas, a dele e a minha são iguais.

A good heart will help you to a bonny face, my lad... and a bad one will turn the bonniest into something worse than ugly.' ... So I chattered on; and Heathcliff gradually lost his frown, and began to look quite pleasant...

The notion of envying Catherine was incomprehensible to him, but the notion of grieving her, he understood clearly enough.

mr heathcliff, you have nobody to love you; and, however miserable you make us, we shall still have the revenge of thinking that your cruelty rises from your greater misery! (cathy to heathcliff, ch. XV, p. 288)