Browsing Topic Best Sympathy Quotes

Death is not the greatest loss in life. The greatest loss is what dies inside us while we live.

Goodbyes are only for those who love with their eyes. Because for those who love with heart and soul there is no such thing as separation.

The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched – they must be felt with the heart.

My mission in life is not merely to survive, but to thrive; and to do so with some passion, some compassion, some humor, and some style.

The most authentic thing about us is our capacity to create, to overcome, to endure, to transform, to love and to be greater than our suffering.

Life is pleasant. Death is peaceful. It’s the transition that’s troublesome.

Happiness is beneficial for the body, but it is grief that develops the powers of the mind.

Compassion is an action word with no boundaries.

The purpose of human life is to serve, and to show compassion and the will to help others.

Cry me a river, build a bridge, and get over it.

Only in the agony of parting do we look into the depths of love.

What we have once enjoyed we can never lose. All that we love deeply becomes a part of us.

Grief is the price we pay for love.

‘Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.

Let nothing Disturb you, Let nothing frighten you, Though all things pass, God does not change. Patience wins all things. But he lacks nothing who possesses God; For God alone suffices.

He has not truly lived who has not lived for others, in sympathy and in harmony with his fellows.

We can succeed. We can and we should. There is no place here to play the victim. You have what it takes but you have to choose it. You have to decide. Do you want sympathy for all of your excuses or success? You can’t have both.

All around you are people whose lives are filled with trouble and sorrow, and they need your compassion and encouragement.

A horizon is nothing save the limit of our sight.

Love is timeless… Death does not separate the lover from the beloved.

Once you find someone to share your ups and downs, downs are almost as good as ups.

Sympathy is a supporting atmosphere, and in it we unfold easily and well.

Nothing you love is lost. Not really. Things, people—they always go away, sooner or later. You can’t hold them, any more than you can hold moonlight. But if they’ve touched you, if they’re inside you, then they’re still yours. The only things you ever really have are the ones you hold inside your heart.

The strongest have their moments of fatigue.

Through watering the ground of affectionate love with cherishing love, And then sowing the seeds of wishing love and compassion, the medicinal tree of Bodhichitta will grow.

Wherever you are you will always be in my heart.

Sorrow can be alleviated by good sleep, a bath and a glass of wine.

Excessive sorrow laughs. Excessive joy weeps.

To those who fall and hurt themselves one runs with comfort; by those who lie dangerously stricken by a disease one sits and waits.

He who has gone, so we but cherish his memory, abides with us, more potent, nay, more present than the living man.

They weren’t impatient for the boys to turn into cartoons again. They awarded sympathy, gave compassion. Because deep down they had found parts of themselves in the characters. You said it George.

From the standpoint of daily life, however, there is one thing we do know: that we are here for the sake of each other – above all for those upon whose smile and well-being our own happiness depends, and also for the countless unknown souls with whose fate we are connected by a bond of sympathy. Many times a day I realize how much my own outer and inner life is built upon the labors of my fellow men, both living and dead, and how earnestly I must exert myself in order to give in return as much as I have received.

That love is reverence, and worship, and glory, and the upward glance. Not a bandage for dirty sores. But they don’t know it. Those who speak of love most promiscuously are the ones who’ve never felt it. They make some sort of feeble stew out of sympathy, compassion, contempt, and general indifference, and they call it love. Once you’ve felt what it means to love as you and I know it – the total passion for the total height – you’re incapable of anything less.

Children require guidance and sympathy far more than instruction.

There is no grief like the grief that does not speak.