Compassion is not a relationship between the healer and the wounded. It's a relationship between equals. Only when we know our own darkness well can we be present with the darkness of others. Compassion becomes real when we recognize our shared humanity.
Her clothes have no buttons. There are two missing from my jacket. This lady and I are almost of the same religion.
Love is the power to see similarity in the dissimilar.
—Theodor W. Adorno