Quotes About Connection

When you get home, the floodgates will open and the flood will clear the pain and it will be just us, shiny and new, with our hands on each other's skin and our bodies touching so tight we'll be able to hear each other's thoughts. When you get home we can be lovers.

You don't love people at their best, sweetheart. You just love them because you can't help it.

It had to be their home. Because Jackson literally had no place else to go, either in his person or in his heart. Scary Monsters, Running Fish JACKSON ARRIVED none too soon.

You can't leave me," he whispered. "It's just that simple. No Deacon, no Crick. I'm not strong like Jeff. I can't just keep going for years and make everybody laugh and not take anything good for myself. I need you.

He'd seen interviews—the way Cheever Sanders had looked at Blake Manning had made him yearn for things he'd never voiced to himself before.

Ellery kept his eyes closed, safe in Jackson's arms, knowing that if Jackson had any say about it, their bodies would be safe and alive for as long as possible. Their hearts would be safe and bound forever.

Le labbra di Walter erano dolci, ma il bacio troppo breve. Non si poteva far stare una vita intera in un singolo incontro di labbra, anche volendo.

And then Spencer did a surprising thing. He closed his eyes and leaned into the touch, like someone starving for it, someone who'd needed tenderness all his

On the other hand, touching Seth's body was like the holiest part of church that no priest ever talked about. Making him shiver and make his noises and gasp and moan and come?

When I sleep with someone, I need it to mean something. I need to know someone would look me in the eye and be there the next day, and the next week, and the next month. I'm not stupid—I know it doesn't always mean forever, but you have to at least think it could be forever. There's a possibility of forever before you even touch, or you're just touching to hurt yourself.

Jeff's eyes opened then, and he was still desperate and still hot but suddenly very, very serious. "Live," he said. "Breathe. Be warm. Want me.

I promise," he whispered, as deadly serious as Jeff. "I promise. I'll live. I'll be warm. I'll want just you.

I was important to you," he said, seeing his angel, seeing his love of the game, and feeling like they had both become bigger than that dark night behind them.

Hammer", I finished lamely, as he waited patiently for my thoughts to find their voice, "we have got to find better words for the things we have in our hearts." "Words seem to be weak things," he murmured into my hair, and I could only hope our hearts would prove stronger.

Besides Shane, Benny was the only other person on the planet who got to call him Mickey—and that included Shane's sister, who had known him first.

Deacon is one of those rare individuals," Jon began, trying to sound jaunty and failing, "whose heart takes the lead before his desire, and not the other way around.

Your vibe attracts your tribe.

Having a sister is like having a best friend you can't get rid of. You know whatever you do, they'll still be there.

What is it that you think about just before you get a condom? Sex!

Heart-leaves of lilac all over New England,Roots of lilac under all the soil of New England,Lilac in me because I am New England.

I am tired, Beloved, of chafing my heart against The want of you

My eyes ache with the weight of unshed tears. You are my home, do you not understand?

The Taxi When I go away from you The world beats dead Like a slackened drum. I call out for you against the jutted stars And shout into the ridges of the wind. Streets coming fast, One after the other, Wedge you away from me, And the lamps of the city prick my eyes So that I can no longer see your face. Why should I leave you, To wound myself upon the sharp edges of the night?

A Lover" If I could catch the green lantern of the firefly I could see to write you a letter. Poetry: A Magazine of Verse 1912–22. Edited by Harriet Monroe. (Chicago: 1912–22; New York: Bartleby.com, 2011)