Quotes About Bonding

The joy of reading with our children doesn't stop as they, and we, get older; it simply changes.

I think there's something great and generic about goldfish. They're everybody's first pet.

For men to love each other truly, they must have shed tears together.

One night while we were sitting in front of our mirrors putting on our makeup, Peter walked up behind Ace and put his dick on his shoulder. Ace very nonchalantly turned to the side and gave it a kiss. So he became the chef, because he had to taste everything.

One night while we were sitting in front of our mirrors putting on our makeup, Peter walked up behind Ace and put his dick on his shoulder. Ace very nonchalantly turned to the side and gave it a kiss. So he became the chef, because he had to taste e

Love is being stupid together.

Oxytocin connects us to other people; oxytocin makes us feel what other people feel. And it's easy to cause people's brains to release oxytocin. Let me show you. Come here. Give me a hug.

That was the thing about experience. It took distant strangers and made them a family. A family of one moment. There was no other way to see it, even as we scattered to the wind.

When his weight was on me fully, and I could feel every bump and contour of the roof against my shoulders and hips through the blankets, there were moments of pure crushing happiness I knew I'd never forget. It was as if we'd pressed ourselves together until his bones passed through mine and we were the same person, ever so briefly.

Sadly we deprive fifteen-month-olds of such opportunities for work in the home or a homelike setting. Instead we give them a schedule of planned activities, expensive toys, television, and VCRs to keep their mind off their real needs.

Alexander shows Anthony how he crouches and she climbs on his shoulders; he straightens up, holding on to her hands and then lets go, and she also straightens up and balances, standing on top of his shoulders for a long moment before pushing off his trapezoid in a nearly perfect, splashless forward dive. Mom, says Anthony, looking impressed, where did you and Dad learn to do that? And Dad, glancing at Mom in the water, says, Lazarevo.

Whoa! Hey, what are you doing? I'm attaching myself to you. Because I'm a kid. Spoil me.

Qué monstruo bicéfalo se va creando así? Te volvés simétrico con el otro, los metabolismos se sincronizan, funcionás en espejo; un ser binario con un solo deseo. Y el hijo llega para envolver ese abrazo y sellarlos con un lazo eterno. Es pura asfixia la idea.

I was in the ecstasy of babies then. I was on a long, oxytocin high. Noone told me about this. Noone told me I would feel like a wild animal ready to kill or be killed at a moment's notice with no hesitation at all right now for my baby. I would sit on the bed at night nursing Lally and I would imagine a lion jumping through the window. I would plan how to kill him. I knew the lion would be immediately dead. I knew that no matter what, my baby would survive.

There is only one princess in the Disney tales, one girl who gets to be exalted. Princesses may confide in a sympathetic mouse or teacup, but they do not have girlfriends. God forbid Snow White should give Sleeping Beauty a little support. Let's review: princesses avoid female bonding. Their goals are to be saved by a prince, get married, and be taken care of the rest of their lives.

Oh, well, we did have a good day out together, you and I, that doesn't happen every day, does it?

attachment disorder in which she bonded with TV rather than with a human being. Sadly, she is still lost in that relationship living on disability in an apartment cluttered with an enormous amount of useless hoarded material.

The bonds of matrimony are like any other bonds – they mature slowly

during the second half of the first year, "regulation of arousal and emotion no longer depend simply on what the caregiver does, but on how the infant interprets the caregiver's accessibility and behavior

provides empirical support for the notion that an infant's sense of self emerges from the affective quality of relationship with the primary caregiver.

We shall argue that attachment is not an end in itself; rather, it exists in order to produce a representational system that has evolved, we may presume, to aid human survival.

The fire crackled under the long pan of clear sap and he and his dad didn't say much, but he was aware enough—he'd read enough fiction, he guessed—to realize that these might be the best hours he and his father ever spent together.

For this reason a man will leave his father and mother and be united to his wife, and they will become one flesh.

So Isaac prepared a feast for them, and they ate and drank.