Empath Quotes Novels & Stories

I ask calmly. “Oh, that. Well, yes, Elexis is right. It is a slur these days. I shouldn’t have said it. The more politically correct term is energy empath,” she places her hands on the table as she explains, tapping her fingers lightly, “Traditionally, an empath absorbs emotions of people around them. A lot of empaths don’t realize it’s even happening. They have to learn to control the absorption, otherwise they become overwhelmed, angry, or even depressed trying to manage emotions that are not even theirs.”

"She says I'm too young. She says it’s... complicated." My stomach tightens. "What is?" Maya turns her phone screen toward me. It’s the App Store. She has a page open. ECHO 5.0. THE EMPATHY ENGINE. D******D? "I want to try it," Maya says. Her eyes are wide, curious. "All my friends are on it. They say... they say it helps you understand people. That it helps you feel less alone." I stare at the icon. The gold waveform.

It made me feel more welcome and a little less awkward. “Have you ever tried to amplify your gift?” I asked curiously. His head tilted to the side before slowly shaking his head. I could see that he was confused and curious about where I was going with this. “You have a great gift to weaponize. Empaths are able to sense and manipulate emotions. Imagine being on a battlefield. There would be an entire buffet of emotions for you to sample. If you have someone beside you that can cause pain, fear, paranoia, or anything like that, you can then pull that emotion towards you and divert it to your enemies. With practice you could slingshot them,” I explained the process.

We get stronger and more resilient. Every quote was a mantra to her. My eyes recognized everything from Dr. Seuss to Maya Angelou and everything in between. I was getting an inside look into Elle, and I loved what I was seeing. I could not even comprehend her strength because I had never met anyone as strong as her. She left the door open as she knocked on the one right in front of it. I made sure to remain out of sight to give them a semblance of privacy. “How are you doing, Em?” he asked softly.

The voice kept repeating inside me, it must be the voice of the moon goddess. 'When you're out on a mission, you need to focus!' Since I was battling with emotions, I decided to open the book I held just to set my eyes on it and get inspired. Sometimes you can be communicated with through things like a quote, picture or movie scene. This is a warning I have to take lest I might end my journey as Emily did, halfway. I looked firmly into his eyes, "Sorry Calvin, this' a girls' meeting!" It was my way of asking him to leave without being rude.

"You're lucky to have survived that, many people would have died from such an accident....but of course, you'd rather be dead" Who said that? Emily turns left and right, wondering where the voice was coming from. Is she no longer alone in this beautiful prison? Or has Charles already come back home? Maybe, the house is now alive and developed the ability to talk to mock and torture her "W-who are you?" Emily asked shaking in fear There was a long chuckle. "Who am I? It's really simple, I'm you and you're you and I'm nobody" That doesn't make any sense

"I love her the way she is." "Then what are you waiting for?" My friend shrugged. "You can not just let people who have the same fate as you in. You know, sometimes even though they did not necessarily experience it, they could understand. People have empathy, you see. And you told me, oh so many times, how much you are so in love with her, right? I think it is time to take chances." After giving it a brief thought, I nodded in agreement. "Man up or shut up."

She prayed silently that he believed her. Quote for this episode: "This world would be a whole lot better if we just made an effort to be less horrible to one another."--Ellen Page.

“I get it. But just promise me you’re taking care of yourself too.” I managed a small smile, feeling a surge of gratitude. “I am. I keep thinking about what you always say: ‘Pay the price now, enjoy later.’ And there’s that verse I hold onto—‘I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.’ That’s what keeps me going.” Emma pulled me into a hug, whispering, “You’re amazing, Charlotte. This experience is only making you stronger and wiser. I hope you know that.” I laughed softly, hugging her back. “Thanks for saying that. And for being my rock.”

"You first give me the news when you carry come, after bad news, good news go enter." "Seriously? You are now forming for me abi?" "Ehen?" I shrug my shoulders "can't a babe form again? See it's not easy to be a diva and right now that is what I am, so madam, abeg, allow me form small." "No problem oo, just know that 'first to do e nor dey pain, second to do e eye go red' remember oo" I laugh uncontrollably at her words. She had just said a quote about how bitter revenge is on the victim, and it was a quote I heard mostly from pre teens thus hearing it from her seemed kind of akward but in a funny way.