sympathy [Theme]

And my task is to evoke fear in the jury, not pity. The juror should be struck by the thought: this could happen to me too.

Just imagine how much kindness there is in silence.

I didn’t cry when my mother died, my poor mother, Maria Lukyanovna. And now... and now... allow me, I will kiss you on behalf of everyone present. (Kisses.)

When on the street my gaze glances at slum dwellers, rednecks, animals - creatures that I had hardly noticed before. - I helplessly feel how they involve me, and I see the personal hell of each of them. I left my shell. Now I am one of you.

There was no crowd showing sympathy.

The body is there, but the soul is missing.

- I'll tell you about this next time.

Only the one who has experienced pain is able to see it in another living being.

spark.

When you feel guilty about refusing a request, you feel an insecurity in the other person that will cause that person to get irritated with you, and therefore reveal the same insecurity in yourself.

- Stop attributing your overtures to me!

This is all because of me. That 2 years ago, that now - it's all my fault. Tsubasa suffered because of my uselessness. My Symphogear is of no use, because I myself am a nonentity. Tsubasa cried from grief and loneliness. She shed more tears than anyone, but she still fought on. All alone. Tsubasa kept winding herself up to be a blade. But I, too... have something to protect!

Life is hard and we can't change it, but we can try to empathize with our child by gently and sympathetically acknowledging the difficulty of the struggle. We are on their side.

Sympathy overwhelmed him, all, all of them in the grip of this senseless monstrous system.