To weep with them that weep doth ease some deal, but sorrow flouted at is double death.
Empathy must be limited to herbivores or anyhow omnivores who could depart from a meat diet. Because, ultimately, the empathic gift blurred the boundaries between hunter and victim, between the successful and the defeated.
One may live in a big house and yet have no comfort.
Could a greater miracle take place than for us to look through each other’s eyes for an instant?
A woman who doesn’t lie is a woman without imagination and without sympathy.
