O, I have suffered With those that I saw suffer!
Not being untutored in suffering, I learn to pity those in affliction
An absolute can only be given in an intuition, while all the rest has to do with analysis. We call intuition here the sympathy by which one is transported into the interior of an object in order to coincide with what there is unique andconsequently inexpressible in it. Analysis, on the contrary, is the operation which reduces the object to elements already known.
I can expect no sympathy or help from my family.
I have every sympathy for writers. It's a mystery to me what they do. I can edit. I can cross out and say, 'I'm not saying that' or, 'How about we move this to here? Wouldn't that make that bit of the story better?' But where any of it comes from is beyond me. I will never write a play or a novel.
The idea is to develop sympathy for your own confusion.
May tender memories soften your grief, May fond recollection bring you relief, And may you find comfort and peace in the thought Of the joy that knowing your loved one brought. . . For time and space can never divide Or keep your loved one from your side. When memory paints in colors true, the happy hours that belonged to you.
Everywhere the need exists for maternal sympathy and help.
You'll find sympathy in the dictionary between sh*t and suicide.
Dread is a sympathetic antipathy and an antipathetic sympathy.
All sympathy not consistent with acknowledged virtue is but disguised selfishness.
the soul of conversation is sympathy
I would walk a thousand miles To feel your hugs and see your smiles But then one day we had to part The hardest day, it broke my heart But I still see you every day Because in my heart and mind you stay.
I ask Thee for a thankful love, Through constant watching wise, To meet the glad with joyful smiles, And to wipe the weeping eyes, And a heart at leisure from itself, To soothe and sympathize.
There is nothing sweeter than to be sympathized with.
The degree of sympathy we feel regarding another's fiasco is directly proportional to how easy or difficult it is for us to imagine ourselves, under like circumstances, making a similar mistake.
If a person's mind is controlled by forces of revenge and jealousy, it cannot express love & sympathy. And even if they show love and sympathy to others it will yield no good result. The thought will not be reflected in love but in hate.
Our sympathy is cold to the relation of distant misery.
I will keep faith with death in my heart. . . For the sake of goodness, for the sake of love, Let no man's heart be ruled by death. . . The only religious way to think of death is as part and parcel of life; to regard it, with the understanding and the. emotions, as the inviolable condition of life.
When you're cold, don't expect sympathy from someone who's warm.