| Author |
Quotes |
| Alexander Pope | Never elated while one man's oppress'd, Never dejected while another's blessed. |
| Amos Bronson Alcott | Strengthen me by sympathizing with my strength not my weakness. |
| Anna Letitia Waring | A heart at leisure from itself, To soothe and sympathise. |
| Anonymous | A sympathetic heart is like a spring of pure water bursting forth from the mountain side. |
| Alexander Pope | Never elated while one man's oppress'd; Never dejected while another's blessed. |
| Bible | But whoso hath this world's good, and seeth his brother have need, and shutteth up his bowels of compassion from him, how dwelleth the love of God in him? |
| Christina G Rossetti | Somewhere or other there must surely be The face not seen, the voice not heard, The heart that not yet--never yet--ah me! Made answer to my word. |
| Ed Howe | When you are in trouble, people who call to sympathize are really looking for the particulars. |
| Edwin Arnold | Pity and need Make all flesh kin. There in no caste in blood. |
| Euripides | The man who melts With social sympathy, though not allied, Is more worth than a thousand kinsmen. |
| John Bright | But there is one thing which we are responsible for, and that is for our sympathies, for the manner in which we regard it, and for the tone in which we discuss it. What shall we say, then, with regard to it? On which side shall we stand? |
| Mrs Felicia D Hemans | We pine for kindred natures To mingle with our own. |
| Paul Eipper | Sympathy is a virtue unknown in nature. |
| Charles Dickens | Jobling, there are chords in the human mind. |
| Homer | Yet, taught by time, my heart has learned to glow For other's good, and melt at other's woe. |
| Henry Wadsworth Longfellow | World-wide apart, and yet akin, As showing that the human heart Beats on forever as of old. |
| John Milton | For I no sooner in my heart divin'd My heart, which by a secret harmony Still moves with thine, joined in connection sweet. |
| John Dryden | Our souls sit close and silently within, And their own web from their own entrails spin, And when eyes meet far off, our sense is such, That, spider like, we feel the tenderest touch. |
| Oscar Wilde | If there was less sympathy in the world, there would be less trouble in the world. |
| Ralph Waldo Emerson | The secrets of life are not shown except to sympathy and likeness. |
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