Hannah Teter Quotes

Pity addresses the perceived suffering, not the whole individual.

My heart bled for the inhabitants.

To deaden yourself against any hurt is to deaden yourself also against the hurt of others.

We are all victims because of the circumstances, but I'm not sure what to say to any one who has lost a loved one. I know the feeling myself, and words just don't do much to ease the pain.

One cannot be deeply responsive to the world without being saddened very often.

Anyone who has experienced a certain amount of loss in their life has empathy for those who have experienced loss.

There is always something infinitely mean about other people's tragedies.

We are truly to be pitied.

We all bleed the same color. It hurts when we bleed.

It's tough to find the words to say to someone who has lost everything. I can't imagine how it feels.

Can I see another's woe, And not be in sorrow too? Can I see another's grief, And not seek for kind relief? Can I see a falling tear, And not feel my sorrow's share? Can a father see his child Weep, nor be with sorrow filled? Can a mother sit and hear An infant groan, an infant fear? No, no! never can it be! Never, never can it be!

When your fear touches someone’s pain, it becomes pity, when your love touches someone’s pain, it become compassion.

She wanted—what some people want throughout life—a grief that should deeply touch her, and thus humanize and make her capable of sympathy.

He watched and wept and prayed and felt for all

When he is wounded, I bleed. {page 262 of John Adams}

Imagine you are walking in the woods and you see a small dog sitting by a tree. As you approach it, it suddenly lunges at you, teeth bared. You are frightened and angry. But then you notice that one of its legs is caught in a trap. Immediately your mood shifts from anger to concern: You see that the dog's aggression is coming from a place of vulnerability and pain. This applies to all of us. When we behave in hurtful ways, it is because we are caught in some kind of trap. The more we look through the eyes of wisdom at ourselves and one another, the more we cultivate a compassionate heart.

When someone you love is hurting, if it was possible, you'd want to take their pain for them. But do I really want cramps and sore boobs?

What breaks my heart is suffering of any kind.

The anguish I always feel when she's in pain wells up in my chest and threatens to register on my face.

Take the blinders from your vision take the padding from your ears and confess you've heard me crying and admit you've seen my tears.

It's a terrible thing wishing that it can be someone else's tragedy.

I cannot tell how much my heart suffered for my people while at Leavenworth.

I look away at car crashes, and I know people who look away at car crashes, because it makes us uncomfortable to watch other people in pain.

For a tear is quickly dried, especially when shed for the misfortunes of others.

There's no greater way to gain an audience's sympathy than by being unfortunate.