I have looked into your eyes with my eyes. I have put my heart near your heart.
The radical act here isn't the sentiment itself—it's the insistence on *simultaneity*, on presence that demands both vulnerability and witness at once. Pope John XXIII refuses the comfort of one-directional giving; there's no savior-and-saved dynamic, just two people meeting in mutual exposure. When a doctor sits across from a patient in silence after delivering bad news, or when a parent holds a grieving child without trying to fix it, they're doing what John XXIII describes—not performing compassion, but hazarding their own heart alongside someone else's. That's the difference between sympathy, which observes from a distance, and this harder thing: actually being there, equally seen.