Quotes About Bonding

You can fuck anyone—but with whom can you sit in water?

Separation secures manifest friendship

a result, some kind of sub-mental union or bonding resulted in what could only be thought of as an unknown kind of telepathy that served to induce behavior of a group-mind force.

Over time in a marriage, your two circles that have been totally separate will start to overlap. You get to this wonderful place at the end of a marriage where you are like rocks in a rushing river that have been banged up against each other so many times that you are now smooth and soft around the edges, as you rest side by side.

Who would believe such pleasure from a wee ball o' fur?

I crush her against me. I want to be part of her. Not just inside her but all around her. I want our rib cages to crack open and our hearts to migrate and merge. I want our cells to braid together like living thread.

The moment she had laid the child to the breast both became perfectly calm.

There are some things you can't share without ending up liking each other, and knocking out a twelve-foot mountain troll is one of them.

I enjoyed the meetings, too. It was like having friends.

There are some things you can't share without ending up liking each other.

What strained and anxious lives dogs must lead, so emotionally involved in the world of men, whose affections they strive endlessly to secure, whose authority they are expected unquestioningly to obey, and whose minds they can never do more than imperfectly reach and comprehend.

The child is alone only in the presence of someone.

I once said: 'there is no such thing as an infant' meaning, of course, that wherever one finds an infant one finds maternal care, and without maternal care there would be no infant.

Sources of collective effervescence—ceremonies, musical performances, sports, dances, rituals within churches—shift the rhythms of our bodies to a shared biological rhythm, breaking down that most basic barrier between self and other, the idea that we are physically separated by the boundaries of our skin.

As Father Christmas made his way around the hall, handing out presents and shaking hands, Rachel turned to Kirsty and gave her a hug. "Thank you for inviting me to spend Christmas with you," she said. "I love the adventures we have together!" "Me too," said Kirsty, hugging her in return. "And I'm so lucky to have such an amazing best friend. Today has been the best Christmas Eve ever!

What's your doggie name, honey?" "Mom…" "Oh, c'mon, kiddo—we'll look back on this someday and laugh together. Promise. Now cough it up. We'll laugh for you until you're ready to see the funny." He couldn't help but smile. It was pretty funny if you looked at it from the other side. "Fluffy.

Growing up, I've enjoyed hunting with my father.

it was like finding a brother who farts in key.

There's an alchemy that happens during sex that causes 1 + 1 to add up to much more than 2, even as those halves meld in an almost magical way to form a single unit that's more complete than either of them alone.

So society says it's great to be big. But being big can take away from the specialness... The growth thing, it's like a cafe. You open up a really cool little organic vegetarian cafe, and there's a certain type of people that come to it and you really bond with them. And then it gets popular and you wonder if you should make it bigger or open up another one. It's a question of knowing when to stop, knowing when you lose what you had originally.

And for my family, comedically, that was the key to a lot of the humor.

The less food, the more time to talk, the more to talk about.

Let's T.P. Andrea's house!" I

TV is boring," I said. "Let's read a book together.