empathetic bond Quotes

I never had a connection like that to anyone, where every day you think about what you’ll tell them and you wonder what they’re doing, and you know they’re wondering what you’re doing.

The event of falling in love... in one high bound it has overleaped the massive wall of our selfhood; it has made appetite itself altruistic, tossed personal happiness aside as a triviality and planted the interests of another in the centre of our being.

I dream of a love that is more than two people craving to possess one another.

When you love someone deeply, you know secrets they haven't told you yet. Or secrets they aren't even aware of themselves. ... She was also the person I wanted to share the trivia of my life with, because that too is part of the magic of concern: Whatever you live is important to them and they will help you through it.

Empathy is forgetting oneself in the joys and sorrows of another, so much so that you actually feel that the joy or sorrow experienced by another is your own joy and sorrow. Empathy involves complete identification with another.

True love is not so much a matter of romance as it is a matter of anxious concern for the well-being of one's companion.

A human being becomes whole not in virtue of a relation to himself [only] but rather in virtue of an authentic relation to another human being(s).

You know you're a success when people tell you, “I like me best when I'm with you.”

That day I think we really saw each other for the first time. I mean, saw beyond the bag of bones on the outside. You take away her pretty and my plain and what you get underneath is about the same: a couple of lost girls looking to be found.

That's the thing about friendship, it's a lot rarer than love, because there is nothing in it for any body.

And my father left me a legacy of his handwriting through letters and a notebook. In the last two years of his life, when he was sick, he filled a notebook with his thoughts about me… There are times when I want to trade all those years that I was too busy to sit with my dad and chat with him, and trade all those years for one hug. But too late. But that's when I take out his letters and I read them, and the paper that touched his hand is in mine, and I feel connected to him.

You have to be intimate with a person to know that person.

Voluntary dependence is the wonderful form of existence, and how could that be possible without love?

This may be the primary purpose of dogs: to restore our sense of wonder and to help us maintain it, to make us consider that we should trust our intuition as they trust theirs and to help us realize that a thing known intuitively can be as real as anything known by material experience.

We probably have a greater love for those we support than for those who support us. Our vanity carries more weight than our self-interest.

Literary friendship is a sympathy not of manners, but of feelings.

A human’s love. I couldn’t wish anything better for him. Animals protect what they know. They protect what they are bound to, but humans…humans have a greater capacity for sacrifice for those who live in their hearts. (Aristotle)

I am beginning to understand," said the little prince. "There is a flower... I think that she has tamed me.

The most intimate feeling people can share is neither love nor hate, but pain.

Love does not analyze its object.

True love in this differs from gold and clay, that to divide is not to take away. Love is like understanding, that grows bright, gazing on many truths.

When you become deeply involved with someone, their problems become yours, and vice versa. It's family.

What is love but acceptance of the other, whatever he is.