Quotes About Connection

Lupita thought that people who didn't dance were selfish and lonely.

Look ma'am, those narcos that mutilate, torture, and kill others are no longer a part of us. They're no longer part of any family or community; they act against everyone. They are worth nothing. But when you bury a narco, you allow him to be a part of you again. He becomes dust, food, our brother once more. His body—dissolved in the earth—now sustains life again, instead of destroying it.

Love is a verb. One demonstrates one's love through one's actions. And a person can only feel loved when someone else shows their love with kisses, hugs, caresses, and gifts. A lover will always promote the physical and emotional well-being of the person he loves.

John me explicó que nunca perdemos el cielo. Que lo llevamos dentro. Que todos los átomos que componen nuestro cuerpo algún día se formaron en el interior de las estrellas.

Sólo las ollas saben los hervores de su caldo, pero yo adivino los tuyos

Perhaps Esperanza sank roots in her mother's womb because she knew beforehand what to expect in this world.

Escapaba a su comprensión el que un ser, independiente del parentesco que pudiera tener con otro, así no más, con la mano en la cintura rechazara de una manera tan brutal una atención.

Y entendió que, antes de que encarnara dentro de su vientre, ella y su hijo ya eran lo mismo, y lo seguían siendo. Nunca había habido pérdida ni separación. Nunca había habido cuerpos diferenciados entre madre e hijo.

pero eso no significa que no se le pueda rescatar, sí se puede, pero antes es necesario que uno reconozca cuáles son los hilos invisibles que nos mantienen unidos a los demás. Cuáles son nuestros puntos de unión. Nuestros puntos de contacto. Por lo mismo, Lupita no entendía por

for some reason, he didn't want her to look back at him with rejection or reciprocal challenge. He definitely didn't want her to look at him as if she was mentally gauging her ability to kill him to defend herself. He wanted her to look at him like she looked at his chocolate, as if she was absorbing strength and happiness. And was in no hurry to leave it. It turned his heart all funny to think of being looked at by her that way.

Plenty of people on the street but all glued to their phones. Everyone was perpetually connected, but to what? She

Hey, Reed, you have a knack for pissing me off, but when I hear your voice, I get all melty inside. Right.

She had not known before that it takes two to make a smile.

Nothing anywhere could be better than being at home with the home folks, she was sure.

One day in the woods he met an Indian. They stood in the wet, cold woods and looked at each other, and they could not talk because they did not know each other's words.

Almanzo knew that in the whole world there was nothing so beautiful, so fascinating, as beautiful horses. When he thought that it would be years and years before he could have a little colt to teach and take care of, he could hardly bear it.

On the train from Denver to Salt Lake August 25, 1915 Manly Dear, I wish you were here. Half the fun I lose because I am all the time wishing for you.

Ma didn't think puns were funny but couldn't help laughing at the naughty look Pa gave her when he made one.

At the corner he turned, looking back up at her. She put her palm to the glass.

He felt her draw a little shuddering breath, and then a wet tumble of water on her cheek. She whispered, "God forgive, Jervaulx—that I sh'dovethee." That I should love thee. It broke the spell that held him. Had she said that? He pushed back, gazing at her.

Dost though even know what would become of me?...Friends would disown me. It is our way. I would be alone! No, he said unexpectdly. He turned and held his hand to her, palm upward, empty, a simple masculine offering. Maddygirl. With... me .

No rule but love between us.

He stood looking down at her for a moment, holding both her shoulders. Then he bent and planted a kiss full on her mouth. Olympia pulled back in shock, but he held her fast. His mouth opened a little over hers, the dark stubble of his beard scratching her chin. His fingers tightened on her shoulders. 'Oh, God,' she thought, between terror and bliss.

For God's sake. Don't build a wall to keep me outside." "I won't build one," she whispered. "I am the wall.