Maybe suffering is relative. Empathy comes with a price. Nothing that I see has any intrinsic value. Weeds, flowers, diamonds, broken glass- it's just all stuff isn't it? The value comes when somebody wants it.
Now time, that's different. I can't see it but it's the most valuable commodity that I know about. Funny thing, it's free. You'll never have enough.
If love is the currency, time is the commodity. I shoulda' been an economist.