Quotes About Bonding

We women have something of the mother in us that makes us rise above smaller matters when the mother-spirit is invoked; I felt this big, sorrowing man's head resting on me, as though it were that of the baby that some day may lie on my bosom, and I stroked his hair as though he were my own child. I never thought at the time how strange it all was.

He thought that an hour or so of conversation might accomplish a great deal towards setting them upon that footing of perfect unreserve and confidence which was so much to be desired between husband and wife.

Octopuses appear to enjoy watching Many home aquarists report that their octopuses appear to enjoy watching television with them. They particularly like sports and cartoons, with lots of movement and color....King and her coauthor, Colin Dunlop, even suggest placing the tank in the same room as the TV, so owner and octopus can enjoy programs together.

I'm an animal with you, he murmured. I want to mark you. I want to possess you so completely there's no separation between us.

Usually after a good puke you feel better right away. We hugged each other and then said good-bye and went off to opposite ends of the hall to lie down in our own rooms. There is nothing like puking with somebody to make you into old friends.

There is nothing like puking with somebody to make you old friends.

No hay nada como vomitar con alguien para llegar a ser amigos.

Nada melhor do que vomitar com outra pessoa para ganhar intimidade

It was as if we had been forced together by some overwhelming circumstances, like war or plague, and shared a world of our own.

They were all becoming brothers, in the manner he had seen before: facing death together was the greatest of levelers.

Read to your children all of the time Novels and nursery rhymes Autobiographies, even the newspaper It doesn't mater; it's quality time Because once upon a time We grew up on stories in the voices in which they were told We need words to hold us and the world to behold us For us to truly know our souls

People who are attached to each other develop a social dependence on each other that's based in a physical dependence on brain opiates.

I hold him in my arms most of the time, whether he's awake or asleep, because I'm so in love, I don't want to set him down. The depth of my feeling is inconceivable. I can barely fathom it. I never knew such love was possible. He's the most beautiful thing in the universe to me, and I can't stop staring at him…adoring him….

set the iPod in the dock and gently shift my newborn baby boy in my arms so that his cheek rests on my shoulder. When the music starts to play, I dance slowly around the living room, rocking him to and fro. I feel such joy, I begin to wonder if I've died and gone to heaven.

My mother read that parents should spend quality time with their children. One way is to sign up for organized activities together. This month we're taking meditation to free the mind. Last month it was Rolfing. Have you ever Rolfed, Tone?" "Only after the school's shepherd's pie," I said.

Kita semua juga menjadi lebih baik, kau tahu. Aku menyembuhkanmu. Kau menyembuhkanku.

I didn't have a boyfriend. I had someone to watch horror movies with while my best friend was too sick with cancer.

Friendship might be free, but it requires a real, solid investment. And you know, the occasional baked good never hurts

One day as I am holding baby and feeding her, I realize that this is exactly the state of mind and heart that so many male writers from Thomas Mann to James Joyce describe with yearning—the mystery of an epiphany, the sense of oceanic oneness, the great yes

I tried to slap Ashley five, but instead I slapped her shoe. We giggled. Ashley put down her shoe and we tried again.

Buddy and Angela keep track of daytime just by figuring out the last and next time they will come together and how long alone. They become the heated habit of each other.

We're all under the streetlamps, everyone's the color of day-old piss. When I'm fifty, this is how I'll remember my friends: tired and yellow and drunk.

Maybe we met out here and fell in love over bad barbecue.

All his life he had wanted to be known by just one person. That's what love was, he decided. Love was being known.