Quotes About Connection

You could love this boy with all your heart.

he knows you, and he's talking to you, but you're in pain and you cannot understand him.

Sorry about the blood in your mouth. I wish it was mine.

Don't move. Keep staring straight into my eyes.

It's not like a tree where the roots have to end somewhere, it's more like a song on a policeman's radio, how we rolled up the carpet so we could dance, and the days were bright red, and every time we kissed there was another apple to slice into pieces.

You were drinking sangria and I was throwing oranges at you, but it didn't matter. I said my arms are very long and your head's on fire. I said kiss me here and here and here and you did.

Leave the lights on. Keep talking. I'll keep walking toward the sound of your voice.

Please keep him safe. Let him lay his head on my chest and we will be like sailors, swimming in the sound of it, dashed to pieces.

You have never experienced anything this ferocious or intentional with another person.

and you don't trust him to love you in a way you would enjoy

I have told you where I'm coming from, so put it together.

He's next to you, right next to you in fact, so close, or . . . he isn't.

The world doesn't know what to do with my love. Because it isn't used to being loved. It's a framework problem.

Are you there, sweetheart? Do you know me?

I'll call you darling, hold you tight.

You want it to mean something. Sad pink cakes. Five strange blue things. You want to have it glued together.

The way you slam your body into mine reminds me I'm alive

He had green eyes, so I wanted to sleep with him—

I'll give you my heart to make a place for it to happen, evidence of a love that transcends hunger. Is that too much to expect? That I would name the stars for you? That I would take you there?

I said kiss me here and here and here and you did.

Let's say that God is the space between two men and the Devil is the space between two men.

Let's admit, without apology, what we do to each other.

To be a bird, or a flock of birds doing something together, one or many, starling or murmuration. To be a man on a hill, or all the men on all the hills, or half a man shivering in the flock of himself.

I've been in your body, baby, and it was paradise.