Quotes About Empathy

To say the least, a town life makes one more tolerant and liberal in one's judgment of others.

I never have been sick. I don't even know what it means to be sick. I hear other players say they have a cold. I just don't know what it would feel like to have a cold - I never had one.

Intellectual life requires for its expansion and manifestation the influences and assimilation of the interests and affections of others.

What are you doing here, honey? You're not even old enough to know how bad life gets." (...) "Obviously, Doctor," she said, "you've never been a thirteen-year-old girl.

Whenever we touch someone's life, we leave a trace over there. Always leave good traces so that you can walk in the streets freely!

No one can develop freely in this world and find a full life without feeling understood by at least one person.

I've never hit anybody in my life. I never would, and the only way I could make a point was by hurting myself...It's something I've done since I was a teenager.

Come on. Let me have it. Don't disappear in there.' I mean inside herself, where I'll never get to her.

I want you to know I am rooting for you. Sometimes you need to hear that, even from a stranger.

Violet says, 'Are you okay now?' Her hair is windblow and her cheeks are flushed. Whather she likes it or not, she seemes happy. I take a good long look at her.

Life is too short to judge others. It is not our job to tell someone what they feel or who they are. Why not spend some time on yourself instead? I don't know you, but I can guarantee you have some issues you can work on.

I guess now you know you're not the only freak." It's the nicest thing she's ever said to me.

The problem with people is they forget that most of the time it`s the small things that count.

I can feel the apology in his fingers, and this takes the wind out of me, so I lean into him—just a little—and read over his shoulder. His hand is warm and I don't want to stop holding it. We

It's my experience that people are a lot more sympathetic if they can see you hurting.

sometimes you get to a point where it hurts too much, and you'll do anything to get rid of the pain. Even if it means doing something that hurts someone else.

I think about how amazing it is that you can have someone that close to you, that for the first time you literally aren't alone in your body anymore. Yet somehow you can still feel lonely.

He is angry at the world outside this house, and that makes me love him even more.

I remember him standing next to me at Hoosier Hill, smiling out at the ugly trees and the ugly farmland and the ugly kids as if he could see Oz. 'Believe it or not, it's actually beautiful to some people..' So I decide to see it through his eyes.

You are not alone." Before I can tell him, Actually I am, which is part of the problem; we are all alone, trapped in these bodies and our own minds, and whatever company we have in this life is only fleeting and superficial

No one likes messy. They like smiling Violet. I wonder what Ryan would do if he knew Finch was the one who talked me down and not the other way around. I wonder what any of them would do.

I curl up on my bed, propped against my pillows, books spread across the comforter. Since I stopped writing, I read more than ever. Other people's words, not my own—my words are gone. Right now, I'm into the Brontë sisters.

We can't fight another person's battles, no matter how much we want to

Life is too short to judge others. It is not our job to tell someone what they feel or who they are. Why not spend some time on yourself instead?