Quotes About Connection

This is the oppressor's language yet I need it to talk to you.

The I you know isn't me, you said, truthtelling liar My roots are not my chains And I to you:   Whose hands have grown through mine?   Owl-voiced I cried then:   Who? But yours was the one, the only eye assumed Did we turn each other into liars? holding hands with each others' chains?

Poetry never stood a chance of standing outside history.

The moment the feeling enters the body is political.

I want to crawl into her for refuge lay my head in the space between her breast and shoulder abnegating power for love as women have done

Whereever a poet is born enduring depends on the frailest of chances: Who listened to your murmuring over your little rubbish who let you be who gave you the books who let you know you were not alone

We did this. Conceived of each other, conceived each other in darkness which I remember as drenched in light.           I want to call this, life.

You breathe upon us now through solid assertions of yourself: teaspoons, goblets, seas of carpet, a forest of old plants to be watered an old man in an adjoining room to be touched and fed. And all this universe dares us to lay a finger anywhere, save exactly as you would wish it done.

why should the wild child weep for the scientists why

Marriage is lonelier than solitude

We murmur moonwords.

And I won't tell you where it is, so why do I tell you anything? Because you still listen, because in times like these to have you listen at all, it's necessary to talk about trees.

It means that most of the time I am eager, longing for the possibility of telling you. That these possibilities may seem frightening, but not destructive, to me. That I feel strong enough to hear your tentative and groping words. That we both know we are trying all the time, to extend the possibilities of truth between us. The possibility of life between us.

we move together like underwater plants

What happens between us has happened for centuries we know it from literature still it happens

because in times like these to have you listen at all, it's necessary to talk about trees.

There is an animal instinct force in humans that creates passion. When you love sometimes you cross a border.

Love is a passion that hath friends in the garrison.

What did our Lord do by his Passion, Death, and Resurrection? He bridged that gulf which exists between God and man, a gulf which can only be bridged by him.

I have a secret passion for horse riding. I haven't done it for ages, but I used to have a horse. I love it; it's one of my favourite things.

I'm very connected and passionate about what I put out in the world, and I want to get things safely to shore.

I've always been passionate about animals.

You can't connect with something you're not passionate about.

I think that you can get more passionate about somebody the longer you're with them and the more you know them and the more you go through together. Being married is definitely better than it's cracked up to be I think.