Quotes about Empathy

I suppose one reason why we are seldom able to comfort our neighbours with our words is that our goodwill gets adulterated, in spite of ourselves, before it can pass our lips. We can send black pudding and pettitoes without giving them a flavour of our own egoism; but language is a stream that is almost sure to smack of a mingled soil.

What do we live for, if not to make the world less difficult for each other?

People who live at a distance are naturally less faulty than those immediately under our own eyes;

It would be very petty of us who are well and can bear things, to think much of small offences from those who carry a weight of trial.

That was a wrong thing for you to say, that you would have had nothing to try for. If we had lost our own chief good, other people's good would remain, and that is worth trying for. Some can be happy. I seemed to see that more clearly than ever, when I was the most wretched. I can hardly think how I could have borne the trouble, if that feeling had not come to me to make strength.

What do we live for, if not to make life less difficult to others?

What do we live for, if not to make life less difficult to others?

What do we live for, if it is not to make life less difficult to each other?

I am just and honest, not because I expect to live in another world, but because, having felt the pain of injustice and dishonesty towards myself, I have a fellow-felling with other men, who would suffer the same pain if I were unjust or dishonest towards them. It is a pang to me to witness the suffering of a fellow-being, and I feel his suffering the more acutely because he is mortal—because his life is so short, and I would have it, is possible, filled with happiness and not misery

We used to wonder where war lived, what it was that made it so vile. And now we realize that we know where it lives... inside ourselves.

My sense of my own superiority over many of my classmates would have been much more muted if I knew that they had seen me failing miserably at woodwork or cross-stitch.

Until you have cultivated the habit of saying some kind word of those whom you do not admire, you will be neither successful nor happy.