Quotes About Reunion

Happiness can be a simple thing just like dreaming of someone you've missed for a long time.

Good to see you too, Otto." -Sydney Rose

The boy with the haunted eyes was Dory's secret. Eli. And she knew that she had to see him again.

If you travel in time and space, most of the people you know and love will eventually be gone. But you'll also be able to go and find them again.

Since I can't be with you right now I will have to be content just dreaming about when we will be together again.

If the Eagles were to get back together, it would have to be for the right reasons. I think it would look awful if it were just for the money.

Bringing all 45 members of my crazy family together, and watching them argue is super awesome. It's good to do it just once a year.

We were telling everybody we weren't getting back together when we were in the studio actually recording. We wanted to try it on, to see how it would fit.

The Beatles will never get back together and David Lee Roth will never again sing with Van Halen.

Ozzy wanted to get us back together. It's been 20 years. We did a couple of songs during his farewell in 1992 and that got the ball rolling.

Don't forget, Riddler, how I love thee. Or all we shared together. Or that this sea and all other seas can lead you back to me.

Things don't really go that well when people get back together.

Well . . . sure good to be together again. Arguing. Almost dying. Abject terror. Oh, look. It's our floor.

Woody [Harrelson] and I actually worked together years ago on North Country. So I felt completely at ease.

I have never stopped loving you, he said. I realized that as soon as I saw you again.

He grinned suddenly and her heart somersaulted—he looked so very like that exuberant boy of her memories.

He had known that memories would be stirred if he saw her again. He had known, surely, that somehow he would be hurt by them.

But she had smiled and reached out her hands for his—had he held his own out first? He could not remember. All the world had been reaching out to him, and he had taken her hands in his and known he was at home again.

Piers was the last person she had expected to see. She had thought never to see him again. And he was unmarried, unbetrothed, unattached.

He had taken Elizabeth into his arms and held her very close to him. I love you, he had said against her hair, and I shall come for you just as soon as I may.

And he had kissed her with as much hunger as she had felt. For the minute or two that they were in each other's arms, she was sure, the years had been swept back for both of them.

You are a remarkably attractive woman, Elizabeth, and six years has been a long time. I should not say no to an invitation to your bed.

And so she placed her hand in his and he gripped it firmly. She was touching him again after six long years. For a moment she forgot time and occasion. It could be no one else's hand: warm, broad, capable. She had once thought she could put her whole life in it and be safe.

But it was an ordeal worse than any she had yet experienced in the days since she heard he was coming home. To see him and to hear him was bad enough. To touch him was unendurable—that slim yet surprisingly strong hand that had so often held hers in the past, so often touched and caressed her.