Stan Lee Quotes

I chose to present myself as one who comes from among the people, and I can be touched by their pain because I have my own.

The audience likes a speaker with the same weakness and the same virtues that they themselves have.

When you relate to a disease, you're afraid. When you relate to a person, there is compassion. You see someone that is like you, that could be like you. You can see yourself in that same situation.

It scares me. But then I get this big feeling, simple but exalted: He's like me, just with different details.

If I'm chatting to someone who's an anxious wreck and I don't understand it, because I've never been anxious, then it's strange. There's no real way of talking to them about it without saying, 'I've no idea what you're talking about. I'm better than you.'

To be truly empathetic, we have to acknowledge that we're all human, we're all flawed, and that life can be difficult.

I'm a normal person. I'm just like you and just like everyone else - I have feelings and thoughts.

I feel my situation is no different from anybody else's experiences.

I can relate when people are going through a tough time.

We're like everybody else. We hurt like everybody.

A lot of people can relate to me.

Amanda [Bynes] and I are the same age so I grew up watching her and really looking up to her and for me, to see this path that's happening and to watch it, is kind of really affecting me in ways that I didn't think it would. It's weird to be in a situation where you can't help. I obviously don't know her at all but I want to bring her back and I want to make her happy and healthy for some reason and she's not there and we can't do anything to help so it kind of sucks. All we're doing is hurting it.

I'm a sinner. I fumble. People must see me as one of them. The things that worry them, must worry me

The delicate and infirm go for sympathy, not to the well and buoyant, but to those who have suffered like themselves.

Believe it or not, that was the first time I recognized that in some ways she was just like the rest of us.

She is sighing deeply now with sympathy and delight - the delight of an addict when someone else admits he's hooked, too.

Sometimes living is not so light and easy and you need a representation of life in front of you. It's a fake reorganization of reality. You start to feel, "I'm not so alone in the world because I can recognize exactly the same feelings."

I have the ordinary experience of having the blender bottom come off in my room upstairs. I have the ordinary experience of being anonymous when I'm in an airplane talking to air-traffic control, and they don't know who they're talking to. I have a lot of common experiences. What's important is to be able to see yourself, as having commonality with other people and not determine, because of your good luck, that everybody is less significant, less interesting, less important than you are.

I felt the urge to reassure him that I was like everybody else, just like everybody else.

If I were blind I'd rather have another blind person leading me around because they know what I'm dealing with and they're experiencing the same things.

If you've been there, no explanation is necessary. If you haven't, none is adequate.

You know, when you think about it, that’s kind of a weird thing. I mean it’s meant to be sympathetic, right? But it’s kind of not. Like you’re telling the person there’s nothing unique about what they’re saying I considered this as a couple of kids on Rollerblades whizzed past, hockey sticks over their shoulders. “Yeah,” I said, finally, “but you could also look at it the other way. Like no matter how bad things are for you, I can still relate.

Putting my hand in someone else’s has always been my definition of happiness. Before I fall asleep, often - in that small struggle not to lose consciousness and go into the greater world - often, before I get up the courage to go into the vastness of sleep, I pretend that someone has my hand in theirs, and then I go, go to that enormous absence of form that is sleep. And when even after that I don’t have courage, I dream.

What happened to you could have been worse - it could have happened to me.

Let me assure you that my intent is not to offend or merely be provocative. I'm simply worried.