Quotes About Connection

We enter into each moment holding hands with a future composed of infinite possibilities and a past composed of infinite realities.

Don't preach. Don't teach. Don't judge. Take a loved child by the hand and explore something fascinating together.

The relational aspect of all things is the music that sets life and the universe dancing.

Seindah apa pun huruf terukir, dapatkah ia bermakna apabila tak ada jeda? Dapatkah ia dimengerti jika tak ada spasi? Bukankah kita baru bisa bergerak jika ada jarak? Dan saling menyayang bila ada ruang? Kasih sayang akan membawa dua orang semakin berdekatan, tapi ia tak ingin mencekik, jadi ulurlah tali itu.

Bukankah kita baru bisa bergerak jika ada jarak? Dan saling menyayang bila ada ruang? Kasih sayang akan membawa dua orang semakin berdekatan, tapi ia tak ingin mencekik, jadi ulurlah tali itu.

Cinta butuh dipelihara. Bahwa di dalam sepak terjangnya yang serba-mengejutkan, cinta ternyata masih butuh mekanisme agar mampu bertahan. Cinta jangan selalu ditempatkan sebagai iming-iming besar, atau seperti ranjau yang tahu-tahu meledakkanmu--entah kenapa dan kapan. Cinta yang sudah dipilih sebaiknya diikutkan di setiap langkah kaki, merekatkan jemari, dan berjalanlah kalian bergandengan...karena cinta adalah mengalami.

Asmara. Tidak bisa dipahami, cuma bisa dirasakan akibatnya.

Persahabatan memang obat sakit nomor satu.

Ketika anda melepaskan keterikatan pada sesuatu, anda semakin dekat dengan keutuhan.

Terima kasih untuk perjalanan ini. Untuk pilihanmu datang melalui aku. untuk proses yang tak selalu mudah, tapi selalu indah. Aku tak sabar untuk mengenalmu lagi. Lagi dan lagi.

Di sanalah misteri cinta, bukan? Ketika hati dapat menjangkau kualitas-kualitas yang tidak tertangkap mata.

Kehangatan terpancar dari mata mereka. Tidak lagi bergejolak, tetapi hangat. Hangat yang tampaknya kekal. Bukankah itu yang semua orang cari?

Penciumanlah jendela indrawi pertama yang terbentuk di janin, yang paling kuat terhubung ke memori dan emosi dibandingkan indra lainnya.

Mau manusia mau ET, saya rasa itu hukum universal. Intention speaks louder than any code.

Saya percaya ada proses surat-menyurat. Takdir yang interaktif. Bukan satu arah. Apapun yang Anda lakukan dan *pikirkan* akan berakibat penuh pada dunia. Terlepas dari Anda menyadarinya atau tidak.

For me, the idea of living small has always involved being curious - taking a look at how my day-to-day is connected to the larger world around me, and to the delicate universe that sits between my ears and in my small body.

I never saw this coming - the little house was working its magic, connecting me to people and materials I never would have guessed would find their way into the picture.

If more people understood how nice it is to have a sense of home that extends past our locked doors, past our neighbors' padlocks, to the local food co-op and library, the sidewalks busted up by old trees - if we all held home with longer arms - we'd live in a very different place.

Whose idea was it that we should all get jobs, work faster, work better, race from place to place with our brains stewing on tweets, blogs, and sound bites, on must-see movies, must-do experiences, must-have gadgets, when in the end, all any of us will have is our simple beating heart, reaching up for the connection to whoever might be in the room or leaning into our mattress as we draw our last breath.

Whose idea was it that we should all get jobs, work faster, work better, race from place to place with our brains stewing on tweets, blogs, and sound bites, on must-see movies, must-do experiences, must-have gadgets, when in the end, all any of us will have is our simple beating heart, reaching up for the connection to whoever might be in the room or leaning into our mattress as we draw our last breath. I hate to put it in such dramatic terms, but it's kinda true.

Tipping her head back, he bracketed her face. "Death and the deuce, but I love you, Billy girl." He kissed her again. She pressed herself against him. Neither noticed the rain, only the storm that brewed inside them.

She shoved open his shirt, then wrenched his undershirt from his trousers and scrunched it up to his armpits with a quick strokes. Lips parting, she swept her gaze from his torso to his eyes. Jaw clamped against the spasm, he managed a wink. "Not bad for a dying man, huh?

We have some talking we need to do." She swallowed, but said nothing. He kneaded her waist while caressing her ribs with his thumbs. "I want to kiss you." Her gaze dropped briefly to his mouth. "Why?" A reason. He needed to give her a reason. "That's what we need to talk about.

Without compassion, we will never know anyone or anything, not even our own story. Too much judgment, too many ideas and attitudes will stand in the way of the fundamental principle that we are similar to, connected with, and part of everything else.