Quotes About Connection

Having an experience is taking part in the world. Taking part in the world is really about sharing responsibility.

I think togetherness is a very important ingredient to family life.

I was no longer the centre of my life and therefore I could see God in everything.

Everything in the world began with a yes. One molecule said yes to another molecule and life was born.

Nobody can do for little children what grandparents do. Grandparents sort of sprinkle stardust over the lives of little children.

It makes life so much easier when you can just say 'I'm human' at the end of the day."

All over the sky a sacred voice is calling your name.

Walk boldly through your life with an open, broken heart.

life without love, is no life at all

If you let people into your life a little bit, they can be pretty damn amazing.

Sometimes life is merely a matter of coffee and whatever intimacy a cup of coffee affords.

Life is a cycle, and mime is particularly suitable for showing fluidity, transformation, metamorphosis. Words can keep people apart; mime can be a bridge between them.

Life and art are not two different things.

My family's the most important thing in my life.

Sometimes being a brother is even better than being a superhero.

What does it mean to enter the mind of the beloved? The I lost in the you without hesitation: the ultimate goal of every kindred soul to transcend the aching, the screaming, loneliness of the Divide, so that the atoms of one dissolve into the atoms of the other (two as one . . .), making such intimate love that orgasm is the sharing of electrons in flight. And what does it mean to enter the mind of the beloved when you believe the beloved no longer loves you?

What's outside the border when you're inside it?" "What's the border when you're inside it?" "What's the border when someone is outside it?" "Why can't the person inside see the person outside?

Everything added to her and everything taken away had led to that moment and from her perch she had radiated love for every animal she could not help, with nothing left over for any human being.

I've been trying to remember this place," she said, almost plaintively. "I love it here, but the entire time I've felt like it was the one remembering me.

So many needing so much to communicate what amounted to so little.

The hairline cracks pushing out from that space resembled the roots of a plant.

I remember thinking that I might be talking to the animals by the next morning. I might be rolling in the dirt, laughing hysterically under that merciless blue sky. Or I might find the brightness rising curious out of the top of my head, like a periscope—independent and lively, with nothing left beneath it but a husk.

Control's mother often seemed to him like a flash of light across a distant night sky.

there is a kind of connectedness between the seemingly random questions of very small kids.