Quotes About Connection

During sex I fantasize that I'm someone else.

Unutmay?n, bugün ne kadar bencil, zalim, duyars?z olmu?san?z olun, her nefes al???n?zda bir çiçe?i mutlu etmektesiniz.

no one really knows anyone. That's the thing about relationships - people are always saying, "I want to know you, I want to know who you are." But it is so hard for anyone to even know themselves. Who I am is always changing, so how can anyone else share in that?

Even being alone it's better than sitting next to your lover and feeling lonely. - Celine

You are both stars, don't forget. When the stars exploded billions of years ago, they formed everything that is this world. The moon, the trees, everything we know is stardust. So don't forget. You are stardust. - ROSE PEDDLER

It's kinda like D.H. Lawrence had this idea of two people meeting on a road, and instead of just passing and glancing away, they decide to accept what he calls the confrontation between their souls. It's like freeing the brave, reckless gods within us all.

I believe if there's any kind of God it wouldn't be in any of us, not you or me but just this little space in between. If there's any kind of magic in this world it must be in the attempt of understanding someone sharing something. I know, it's almost impossible to succeed but who cares really? The answer must be in the attempt.

See. The whole concept of love is much more complex. Love's like God or something: It's everywhere...I see it, I feel it, but I don't know if another person is going to hand it to me.

That's what I like about traveling—you can sit down, maybe talk to someone interesting, see something beautiful, read a good book, and that's enough to qualify as a good day. You do that at home and everyone thinks you're a bum.

I saw my father as a man, and not, as a man who was my father.

But you have gone now, all of you that were so beautiful when you were quick with life. Yet not gone, for you are still a living truth inside my mind. So how are you dead, my brothers and sisters, and all of you , when you live with me as surely as I live with myself.

Dear little house that I have lived in, there is happiness you have seen, even before I was born. In you is my life, and all the people I have loved are a part of you, so to go out of you, and leave you, is to leave myself.

In that quietness they were speaking their own language, with their eyes, with the way they stood, with what they put into the air about them, each knowing what the other was saying, and having strength one from the other, for they had been learning through forty years of being together, and their minds were one.

There is a wholeness about a woman, of shape, and sound, and colour, and taste, and smell, a quietness that is her, that you will want to hold tightly to you, all, every little bit, without words, in peace, for jealousy for the things that escape the clumsiness of your arms. So you feel when you love. ...For her womaness is a blessing about her, and you are tender to put your hands upon her and kiss, not with lust, but with the joy of one returning to a lost one.

Even those we know best are strangers, whom we understand, if we ever do, intermittently.

And then something comes over you, and then suddenly it's as if you lift off the planet, and you're far above, looking down, and you've got to find this person, like the needle in the proverbial haystack. It's very strange. I could never express what that felt like. The feeling when you've lost something- that's bad enough. But when you've lost someone, it's awful.

IT TAKES TIME—loose, unstructured dreamtime—to experience nature in a meaningful way.

What if a tree fell in the forest and no one knew it's biological name? Did it exist?

Nature—the sublime, the harsh, and the beautiful—offers something that the street or gated community or computer game cannot.

For the young, food is from Venus; farming is from Mars

Wilson defines biophilia as "the urge to affiliate with other forms of life.

I have a soft spot in my heart for tree houses, which have always imparted certain magic and practical knowledge.

Unlike television, nature does not steal time; it amplifies it.

Though we often see ourselves as separate from nature, humans are also part of that wildness.