Quotes About Togetherness

In came a fiddler… and tuned like fifty stomachaches. In came Mrs. Fezziwig, one vast substantial smile.

A long pull, and a strong pull, and a pull all together.

Then Bob proposed 'A Merry Christmas to us all, my dears. God bless us' Which all his family re-echoed. 'God bless us every one' said Tiny Tim, the last of all.

The pain of parting is nothing to the joy of meeting again.

Fan the sinking flame of hilarity with the wing of friendship; and pass the rosy wine.

On finding love later in life) "Let's be a comfortable couple, and take care of each other! And if we should get deaf, or lame, or blind, or bed-ridden, how glad we shall be that we have somebody we are fond of, always to talk to and sit with! Let's be a comfortable couple. Now do, my dear!

Company, you see - company is - is - it's a very different thing from solitude - an't it?

A Merry Christmas to us all, my dears. God bless us!" Which all the family re-echoed. "God bless us every one!" said Tiny Tim, the last of all.

it was always said of him, that he knew how to keep Christmas well, if any man alive possessed the knowledge. May that be truly said of us, and all of us! And so, as Tiny Tim observed, God bless Us, Every One!

Happy is said to be the family which can eat onions together. They are, for the time being, separate, from the world, and have a harmony of aspiration.

the family is a group that needs to escape from itself...

A kiss is just a pleasant reminder that two heads are better than one.

The winter wind is wailing, sad and low, Across the lake and through the rustling sedge; The splendour of the golden after-glow, Gleams through the blackness of the great yew hedge; And this I read on earth and in the sky— "We ought to be together, you and I."

My hand is lonely for your clasping, dear, My ear is tired, waiting for your call; I want your strength to help, your laugh to cheer, Heart, soul, and senses need you, one and all. I droop without your full frank sympathy— We ought to be together, you and I.

A family is a patchwork of love.

Love is the thread that binds us.

Under every full moon are lovers in love, and under every bright sun two friends smile as one.

I will take you and keep you and give you light and dark wine and perhaps children. In spring, after we have planted, I will sit and watch the warm rains with you on the covered porch. In summer and in fall I will walk with you in the gardens. And when the snows of winter come, I will wrap us both in a quilt of starry darkness.

Women should stick together. Didn't you learn anything yet?

Her face looked ugly in the attempt to avoid tears; it was an ugliness which bound him to her more than any beauty could have done. It isn't being happy together, he thought as though it were a fresh discovery, that makes one love--it's being unhappy together.

Because two people in love don't make a hive mind. Neither should they want to be a hive mind, to think the same, to know the same. It's about being separate and still loving each other, being distinct from each other. One is the violin string one is the bow.

Laugh and the world laughs with you!

Little by little they all gathered around him, entering through the cracks like moonbeams...[b]ut once the wind of misfortune blows, people disperse like little clouds around the moon when the wind blows off the mountains.

It's the same way people have always felt. Since the days we lived in caves and feared the violence of nature and then dreamed up the idea of gods and feared their anger and then joined together in groups and came to fear each other.