Quotes About Connection

SUSAN AND I made love at her house, we had to shut Pearl the wonder dog out of the bedroom, because if we didn't, Pearl would attempt tirelessly to insinuate herself between us. Neither

It's like I need to love you to come back whole from where I sometimes go.

I read someplace that wanting to know everything about a person is wanting to possess them." "I believe that is probably true," Susan said.

You walked a mile in the rain to drink hot water?" "To be with you," she said. "You're better than pie." And I turned under the umbrella and embraced her with my free arm and pressed my mouth against hers and held her hard against me and smelled her perfume and closed my eyes and kissed her for a long time in the still rain, and even after

SUSAN AND PEARL and I were in bed together. I loved Pearl, but my preference had always been a ménage à deux. "At least she wasn't in here during," I said to Susan.

After I hung up I felt completed, the way I always did after talking to her, like a plant that had been watered.

we love who we love whether we should or not, even though there are more suitable people to love.

Do you have a first name, Mr. Spenser'?" Jill said. She had a soft girlish voice with just a hint of huskiness at the edges. I told her my first name.

How do you do," I said. "My name is Spenser." "Of course I know your name," she said. "How do you think I got here?" "I thought you looked up handsome in the phone book," I said. "And my picture was there." She smiled for the first time that morning. "Well," she said. "Maybe you are a little bit handsome in a rough sort of way." "Tough," I said. "But sensitive.

And she pressed closer to me and we were silent and I smelled her, and felt her and listened to her, and knew that if I had nothing else but this, this would be enough.

We're fifteen," he said. "And we found each other already? Is that possible? Can you find somebody at fifteen?

And I've met a very wonderful woman," I said. "They're all wonderful," Haller said. "Well, many of them," I said. "I love them," Haller said. "The way they talk, how they smell, the way they touch their hair, everything." "I know," I said.

Her breasts were good, her thighs were terrific. When she shook hands with me, I felt something click down back of my solar plexus.

I had my arm around her shoulder. She had her head against my neck. "Postcoital languor," she said, "is almost as good as inducing it.

If you can't be alone," Jesse said, "you can't be with someone.

Funny, Sam told himself, how we take it for granted that we know all there is to know about another person, just because we see them frequently or because of some strong emotional tie.

we're made so that we love First when we see them painted, things we have passed Perhaps a hundred times nor cared to see; And so they are better, painted – better to us, Which is the same thing. Art was given for that; God uses us to help each other so, Lending our minds out.

While I am I, and you are you, So long as the world contains us both … While the one eludes, must the other pursue.

We two have paddled in the stream, from morning sun till dine; But seas between us broad have roared since days of long ago.

Gin a body meet a body Coming thro' the rye, Gin a body kiss a body— Need a body cry?

Not the bee upon the blossom, In the pride o' sunny noon; Not the little sporting fairy, All beneath the simmer moon; Not the poet, in the moment Fancy lightens in his e'e, Kens the pleasure, feels the rapture, That thy presence gi'es to me.

Should auld acquaintance be forgot and never brought to mind? Should auld acquaintance be forgot and days of auld lang syne? For auld lang syne, my dear, for auld lang syne, we'll take a cup of kindness yet, for auld lang syne.

If your pictures aren't good enough, you're not close enough.

Sometimes the better part of love is silence.