Quotes About Connection

What was striking was the sheer negative capability of their former intimacy:

we drifted around and around, with the sun on our faces and our bodies hanging like three white roots beneath the water. I can see us there still,' he said, 'for those were moments so intense that in a way we will be living them always, while other things are completely forgotten

My daughter emanates unprocessed human need where the world is at its most civilised;

In marriage you go away from other people, but at the end of marriage they come out to welcome you back. This is civilisation, she says. The worst thing that happened to you has brought out the best in them.

If he could only love what he did not know, and be loved in return on that same basis, then knowledge became an inexorable disenchantment, for which the only cure was to fall in love with someone new.

She had sat there, she said, and thought about her own lifelong habit of explaining herself, and she thought about this power of silence, which put people out of one another's reach.

I suppose, I said, it is one definition of love, the belief in something that only the two of you can see.

She wondered whether the books she loved consoled her precisely because they were the manifestations of her own isolation.

a brew of tea or cocoa followed, with toddlings to the cupboard and a setting out of a bright canister. Any fool can offer you champagne. But if you can win a lonely, diffident old woman, living in her memories, to give you of her tea, then and not till then have you triumphed.

Isn't it strange some people make You feel so tired inside, Your thoughts begin to shrivel up Like leaves all brown and dried! But when you're with some other ones, It's stranger still to find Your thoughts as thick as fireflies All shiny in your mind!

I heard it once again, coming to me across miles of air from a far away concert hall. I knew when I heard the drums begin their familiar beat of hammers on the wooden hulls what I had known so surely that night of his concert and out there alone with him in the sort, that nothing which has ever stirred the heard can be lost to us.

I heard it once again, coming to me across miles of air from a far away concert hall. I knew when I heard the drums begin their familiar beat of hammers on the wooden hulls what I had known so surely that night of his concert and out there alone with him in the storm, that nothing which has ever stirred the heard can be lost to us.

I'm here because you're here. When a man loves a woman, he wants to spend time with her. Even if that means he has to put on a suit and tie. He wants to hold her tight and smell her hair.

Stop" "I've tried. I can't. These past few days, not knowing if you were okay have been hell." -"I'm okay." "I'm not.

He placed his hands on the sides of her face and looked into her eyes."You're not some woman I picked up in a bar, Chelsea. You're not a one-night stand. Don't sneak out on me.

His lids lowered and he brushed her cheek with the tips of his fingers. "What if I fall in love with you?" She turned her face into his palm. "You won't.

You don't look at Ann the way you looked at her." "How's that?" "Like you could look at her for the rest of your life.

I want to be with you." He straightened and brought her against his chest. "I like being with you," he continued. "When I'm not with you, I'm thinking about you. No one else. Just you.

Since I moved back to Truly," he said, "I've felt as if I were standing in one place, unable to move. But I wasn't standing still. I was waiting. I think I was waiting for you.

We'll have sex all night. Half the morning too. And just when you think you can't take anymore, we'll go at it again.

He looked into her face and tossed her sweater on the floor. "I thank God you walked out of my memory and into my life.

I only know that you are the breath in my lungs, the beat of my heart, the ache in my soul, and without you, I am empty.

Stay away from me, Nick." She held out a hand to hold him off. He grabbed her arm and pulled her against his chest. "I can't," he said softly.

You're not some woman I picked up in a bar, Chelsea. You're not a one-night stand. Don't sneak out on me.