Elizabeth Gilbert Quotes

In all cases of heart-ache, the application of another man's disappointment draws out the pain and allays the irritation.

He watched and wept and prayed and felt for all

Care draws on care, woe comforts woe again, Sorrow breeds sorrow, on grief brings forth twain.

I know how to be the witness to her grief. I don't know how to be this kind of villain.

Weep not, sweet queen, for trickling tears are vain.

It could have been me. And just the hope and prayers that, you know, if, if the shoes were switched, that you know, Laci would do the same thing for me.

We are so fond on one another because our ailments are the same.

There's a general impulse to distract the grieving person - as if you could.

Nobody understands another's sorrow, and nobody another's joy.

I could only try to comfort the women that I came face-to-face with. I was really moved by how much they wanted to talk, how much they needed to be comforted, and how happy they were that we were there.

There's no text that can replace a loving touch when someone we love is hurting.

The dew of compassion is a tear.

I think when you suffer a tremendous loss, everybody needs love and support in tangible ways. And that's what people have done for us.

People in grief need someone to walk with them without judging them.

I felt along with her - not the physical pain, of course, but all her mental anguish. You can't be detached. She needed to have someone who understood what was happening in her mind.

People could empathize with other people who had gone through the same experience as they had.

There is nothing heavier than compassion. Not even one's own pain weighs so heavy as the pain one feels with someone, for someone, a pain intensified by the imagination and prolonged by a hundred echoes.

Empathy feels these thoughts; your hurt is in my heart, your loss is in my prayers, your sorrow is in my soul, and your tears are in my eyes.

There is no more ridiculous custom than the one that makes you express sympathy once and for all on a given day to a person whose sorrow will endure as long as his life. Such grief, felt in such a way is always present, it is never too late to talk about it, never repetitious to mention it again.

One person caring about another represents life's greatest value.

I'm trying to feel sorry for you, really I am,"North said."If you wait just a moment I'm sure the tears will come.

What do you say? There really are no words for that. There really aren't. Somebody tries to say, 'I'm sorry, I'm so sorry.' People say that to me. There's no language for it. Sorry doesn't do it. I think you should just hug people and mop their floor or something.

Thinking about the suffering of those you hold dear can reduce you to tears; in fact, you could spend the whole day crying.

Unhappiness is selfish, grief is selfish. For whom are the tears?

Quiet and sincere sympathy is often the most welcome and efficient consolation to the afflicted. Said a wise man to one in deep sorrow, I did not come to comfort you; God only can do that; but I did come to say how deeply and tenderly I feel for you in your affliction.