Quotes About Connection

What's more, he could fall asleep with her and wake up with her, spend the day with her, go to bed with her, and begin the wonderful ritual all over again. His

His words died and he began to rub his temple, frustration glinting in his eyes. Beth put her hand over his. "Don't think of it." "It plays over and over and over again, like a melody that won't stop.

I'm beat up and broken, and scared of everything that's going to come next, but just sitting here with you is making me better. So I'm going to hold on, all right? When you want me to let go and leave you alone, you tell me, but not … Not right now.

Everyone's bad at relationships until you find the relationship worth fighting for.

When you lose someone you care about, it's hard to accept that the universe doesn't notice the huge void.

Don't love me," he said. "Don't." "There is no do or don't," Juliana whispered. The mists dissolved and the rain came down faster. "I love you because I love you. I can't help that." His embrace nearly crushed her, his strong body shaking. "Never stop. Never stop loving me, Juliana." "I never will.

He'd wanted only to be inside Ainsley and stay there, where everything was safe and splendid, and her tenderness wrapped him and eased every hurt in his soul.

I need a male who looks at me as if I'm his world and nothing else matters. A male who wants to see me first thing upon wakening and last thing as he closes his eyes at night. A male who needs me as much as his next breath.

Zander pulled on his T-shirt, realizing that his chest was dotted with love bites. Rae liked to chew on him. "I

I love you," he said. Beth caught her breath, and sudden tears blurred her vision. "Love you," Ian repeated. His gaze bore into hers harder than Hart's ever could hope to. "Love you, love you, loveyou, loveyou, loveyouloveyouloveyou . . ." "Ian." Beth laughed.

That is why I brought you here, to keep you with me, where you can please make . . . everything . . . stop.

What was it like?" His words were so low she barely caught them. "Explain to me what loving feels like, Beth. I want to understand.

he ran a finger along the bottom side of her breast as if it helped clarify his thoughts. All it did for her was heat up her insides and make her want him even more.

We don't fit in, you and me," he said. "We're both oddities no one knows what to do with. But we fit together." He took her hand, pressed her palm to his, then laced their fingers through each other's. "We fit.

I do not think of him as Lord Ian Mackenzie, aristocratic brother of a duke and well beyond my reach; not as the Mad Mackenzie, an eccentric people stare at and whisper about. To me, he is simply Ian.

Because when I look at you, I forget everything. I lose all track of what I'm saying or doing. I can see only your eyes.

Everything matters.Everything you do touches someone in some way, even though you might not understand that.

Explain to me what loving feels like, Beth. I want to understand.

The house swallowed them. Dylan put his hands on Kim's and Liam's shoulders. "The Goddess bless you both." He kissed Kim's forehead. "Thank you Kim." He smiled and walked away. Liam watched him, his heart full. "Is he thanking me for getting pregnant?" Kim asked. "It wasn't difficult, with all the sex we kept having. You did as much as I did.

He pulled her close. "Your being with me makes it stop. It's like the Ming bowls - when I touch them and feel them, everything stops. You are the same. That is why I brought you here, to keep you with me, where you can please make...everything...stop.

One travels long distances not solely for large gatherings, but for something more intangible. I have always gone out on a limb for love. A dangerous, romantic, disappointing way to live.

Giving feels good. It is a form of healing. Not just for you as an individual, but for everyone.

Compassion takes imagination.

One of the things that the show did for me was bring up so many womens issues and the notion that homophobia is a form of misogyny. The womens community and the gay community are interrelated, whether youre straight or not. It also made me realize how connected women are everywhere. Women who are gay are repressed in similar ways as women who are straight.