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“The moderns, carrying little baggage of the kind that Shelly called "merely cultural," not even living in the traditional air, but breathing into their space helmets a scientific mixture of synthetic gases (and polluted at that) are the true pioneers. Their circuitry seems to include no atavistic domestic sentiment, they have suffered empathectomy, their computers hum no ghostly feedback of Home, Sweet Home. How marvelously free they are! How unutterably deprived!”

“попробуй выучиться одному нехитрому фокусу, Глазастик, - сказал он. - Тогда тебе куда легче будет ладить с самыми разными людьми. Нельзя по-настоящему понять человека, пока не станешь на его точку зрения... - Это как? - Надо влезть в его шкуру и походить в ней. (Аттикус Финч - Глазастику Финч)”

“Be yourself one hundred and one thousand percent. Everybody man, from the sides to the back to the middle to the sides, you might not even know people, but if you rock with Lil B music and respect me from the core, you should know that based means you have someone you can trust, because we all have a common courtesy. It’s about having empathy now. What I mean is really caring and paying attention to somebody else’s feeling. You gotta have empathy and know we all on this common vibe. It’s all peace. It’s saying, hey, you know what, you can hit me and I’m not hitting you back. And that takes a very big person to do that.”

“A narrow-minded man can lead one to devalue others, and in the end, to desperately dangerous hates of outsiders, ranging in expression from discrimination against minorities to world conflagrations,' Tolman wrote. The solution? Create broader cognitive maps in the mind that encompass bigger geographical boundaries and a wider social scope, embracing those we might consider others, and in this way encourage empathy and understanding.”

“He will hate the brutal pleasures of the chase by instinct; it will be a contemplation full of horror and disappointment to his mind, that beings capable of the gentlest and most admirable sympathies should take delight in the death-pangs and last convulsions of dying animals.”

“This is what I mean when I say that social justice isn't justice: justice is about a fair and impartial process, whereas social justice is about equal outcomes. Lady Justice is blind, holding equal weights, but Lady Social Justice would have open eyes, assessing the skin color, socioeconomic status, sexual orientation, and other characteristics of each party and placing her thumb on the scales accordingly, in an attempt to rectify either real or perceived, past or present injustices against one party.”

“And there was yet another difference between them. This one only visible to those who watched them keenly, studied the two boys over many moments and over many moons. But of course, no one could do that. Older Brother and Younger Brother were the only two people on earth. The difference was this: The older brother loved all thing, but the younger brother loved only himself. You would think such a thing would be readily apparent in a person, even obvious, but no, it isn't. Such a thing is often opaque and easily masked. And could take a lifetime to see, whether we love ourselves only or everything equally.”

“What should we think of a stout and strong Man, that should exert his fury and barbarity on a helpless and innocent Babe? Should we not abhor and detest that man, as a mean, cowardly, and savage wretch, unworthy the stature and strength of a man? No less mean, cowardly, and savage is it, to abuse and torment the innocent Beast, who can neither help himself or avenge himself; and yet has as much right to happiness in this world as a child can have; nay, more right, if this world be his only inheritance.”

“Yes, do as you would be done by—and not to the dark man and the white woman alone, but to the sorrel horse and the gray squirrel as well; not to creatures of your own anatomy only, but to all creatures. You cannot go high enough nor low enough nor far enough to find those whose bowed and broken beings will not rise up at the coming of the kindly heart, or whose souls will not shrink and darken at the touch of inhumanity. Live and let live. Do more. Live and help live. Do to beings below you as you would be done by beings above you. Pity the tortoise, the katydid, the wild-bird, and the ox. Poor, undeveloped, untaught creatures! Into their dim and lowly lives strays of sunshine little enough, though the fell hand of man be never against them. They are our fellow-mortals. They came out of the same mysterious womb of the past, are passing through the same dream, and are destined to the same melancholy end, as we ourselves. Let us be kind and merciful to them.”

“Empath Hearts that smell the sorrow Soaks us up, but borrowed It pricks the eyes like onions' stench Instigating us to clenched Captivating eyes with a puzzled glance They know not the fear that it plants All I grasp are shards of glass I hear the sound just like the bats Broken from the world we live in History shuns any emotional whirlwind I know the moment will eventually pass The overbearing altitude The high humidity it casts Still, the spirit pulses its cry I could not ignore it, no, not I Its vibration makes such a clearing Irrational pause, so domineering Tears are a constant side effect Pouring down and making a mess I can’t form the words to comfort thee Society bans any feelings or needs With absolutes and shameful banes With no remedy or comfort gained In truth, I wish I could cure this curse To let go and escape the populace hurt But I can’t let this emotion pass Because I’m an empath”

“A man in a boat is crossing a river when he sees an empty boat on course to collide with him. This doesn’t make him angry even though he’s an angry person. But then he sees someone is in the boat — he calls out, telling them to change direction. When his first call gets no response, he calls out again. And when the second is also met with silence, he calls out a third time, throwing in some insults for good measure. Before, he wasn't angry — now he is. Before, the other boat was empty — now there's someone in it. When you imagine the boats empty you won’t be so angry.”

“With any other man I should have flown outright into a dreadful passion, scorned all further words, and thrust him ignominiously from my presence. But there was something about Bartleby that not only strangely disarmed me, but in a wonderful manner touched and disconcerted me”

“The Night When Fear Strays by Stewart Stafford Each Hallowtide, all monstrous shapes do quail, No balm for wounded wretches feeling frail, Spectators as charlatan mortals filch frights, Appropriated skins on haunted nights. With bonfire’s glow ablaze in dauntless eyes, Children’s fun quelled by strangest sighs, A hulking shape, once fierce, wails tainted, Its fearful gaze in phantom mists attainted. Small, tender hands caressed its sodden fur, A trembling growl betrayed its lonesome blur, “Peace, gentle shade, what sorrow stirs unfed?” “November’s dawn shall call me home,” it said. Their kindly-shared oat cakes eased its pangs, A webbed claw from veiled night to munching fangs, It feasted with a hunger born of striven years alone, Stroked the child’s cheek for the kindness shown. When parents called, it whispered, soft and torn, “At midnight’s knell, this thicket heralds morn— Go, kindred babes, I’ll linger in this glade. Each Halloween, I’ll mourn my fear remade.” © 2025, Stewart Stafford. All rights reserved.”

“The main difference between Nazis and normal people is the total lack of empathy for others. Nazi propaganda brainwashes people to believe others are inferior, subhuman, evil, and not worthy of empathy. This is the necessary final step before brainwashed Nazis gleefully mass-murder others.”

“Generation Understanding (Sonnet 2480) No matter what the apes want you to believe, it's not weakness to abandon suspicion, it's not weakness to discard judgment, it's not weakness to practice empathy, it's not weakness to be considerate - it's not misdemeanor to denounce primitive practices that our ancestors thought sensible, it's a sign of wisdom, not stupidity, to admit ignorance, rather than succumb to supernatural. My favorite answer of all is, 'I don't know' - in the absence of rigorous investigation that's the answer I fall back on the most; then there are times when logic is immaterial, there I avoid all mention of knowledge, and take the humane course, despite reason or ritual.”

“The Hamas fighters who stormed into Israel on 7 October were largely young people who learned the language of violence from the bombs that Israel dropped on them. This is not a justification of what they did. But we should not be so certain that, had we been subject to the same trauma, with no resolution in sight, we would respond much better.”

“But from the texture of the very human heart arises the strongest argument in behalf of the persecuted creatures. Within us there exists a rooted repugnance to the spilling of blood; a repugnance which yields only to custom, and which even the most inveterate custom can never entirely overcome. Hence the ungracious task of shedding the tide of life for the gluttony of our table, has, in every country, been committed to the lowest class of men; and their profession is, in every country, an object of abhorrence. On the carcase we feed, without remorse, because the dying struggles of the butchered creature are secluded from our sight; because his cries pierce not our ear; because his agonising shrieks sink not into our soul: but were we forced, with our own hands, to assassinate the animals whom we devour, who is there amongst us that would not throw down, with detestation, the knife; and, rather than embrue his hands in the murder of the lamb, consent, for ever, to forego the favourite repast? What then shall we say? Vainly planted in our breast, is this abhorrence of cruelty, this sympathetic affection for every animal?”

“Când am intrat prima dată într-o școală, acum 20 de ani, nu știam că începuturile pot fi atât de zguduitoare. Ani la rând am încercat să mă adaptez unui sistem care nu se adapta niciodată la mine. Am învățat din mers ce înseamnă identitatea unui profesor, cât de mult te expune o clasă și cât de repede se vede adevărul tău interior când stai în fața copiilor. Astăzi sunt psiholog și lucrez cu profesori, adolescenți și adulți care trec prin aceleași întrebări pe care le-am avut și eu. Există un moment în viața fiecărui profesor în care își pune aceeași întrebare: De ce nu mi-a spus nimeni cum e, de fapt? Am creat această resursă pentru ca debutanții să nu meargă singuri. Ca să știe că nu este nimic în neregulă cu ei dacă se simt copleșiți.”

“There is no logic to sadness when it comes to the greater good. Sadly, individual success and individual joy sells, like how people respond emotionally to stories of individual loss, grief and so on but don't always respond to actual figures and facts. That is how capitalism works and sustains, and how empathy was monetized by neoliberalism, and the reason why it got lost in conservative nationalism.”

“ധൈര്യം മാത്രം പോരാ. കരയാനുള്ള ഒരു മനസ്സുകൂടി ഉണ്ടെങ്കിലേ നമുക്ക് മറ്റുള്ളവർക്ക് വേണ്ടി എന്തെങ്കിലും ചെയ്യാൻ പറ്റൂ.”