Quotes About Connection

The old poems said that lovers were made for each other. But that wasn't true for Kai and Elliot. They hadn't been made for each other at all—quite the opposite. But they'd grown together, the two of them, until they were like two trees from a single trunk, stronger together than either could have been alone.

Ti voglio bene ..... It means everything. It means I love you. It means I want you. It means I want you to be okay. It means everything.

You are my compass star." And he was hers.

This whole time, I wasn't waiting for something in particular. Just someone who wanted me. Not sex. But me.

No matter where I went, I always knew my way back to you. You are my compass star.

Poe] started to turn away, the stopped, smiled a little, ducked his head, and reached into his back pocket. "Amy, here." He tossed me a small package. "Just in case." I looked down at my hand. Life savers.

For four years she'd subsisted on memories of this—his voice, his face, the sound of his breath and his heartbeat. She felt him like a leaf feels the sun, like a magnet feels metal.

Dear Elliot, I know. When will I see you again? Yours, Kai

Hey," he pulled away and put his hand on my face. "What are you thinking about?" "Your butt," I admitted.

It's the underlying inequality. Someone is always the one who loves more, and it eventually drives the other—the less loving one—away. Just the pressure of it.

We've known each other for a while," I said. "And our feelings just ... blossomed." "Like fungus off rotted meat?" Josh snarked.

Her lips parted. Vaughn nearly died on the spot. He pulled her in. The guitar strummed its protest. Neither of them cared. She had her hand on his neck, the side of her thumb notched under his jaw, forefinger tips pressing into the nape of his neck as if saying, closer, more. He shoved the guitar to the floor, and it clattered against the wood. She broke away, panting. 'Oops.

But right then, one room away, there were people in love, and I'd never felt so alone in my life.

Do you know what you need?" Malcolm was saying now. To get laid, I thought. "To get laid," Malcolm said. Shocker.

He stared at her, unable to think of whole words. Orchid's mouth was wet and swollen, and he had done that. 'That was -' she smoothed her hair. 'That was -' Amazing. A long time coming. Something she wanted to do again, Dr. Bown be damned. 'Really nice.' Oh, no. he'd sucked at it. Nice? He could already hear all of her laughing.

Just remember, I am not going anywhere," he said, still watching her lips. "And if you ever try to hide from me, I will not believe you are dead. I will find you. Count on it.

If you can bring some light of intelligence into your sexuality, that light will transform it.

Most partners do not have sex frequently enough for optimum mental, physical, and emotional health.

The true function of sex is to bring more love into the world.

My first really long lovemaking experience was thirteen hours nonstop, from dusk to dawn. At that point I had been more accustomed to five or six hours at a time. And then, at some time further on in my exploration, my new lover and I were in bed for a solid twenty-one days, apart from the minimum of time required to care for bodily needs.

Prayer is when you talk to God; meditation is when you listen to God.

Beauty is in all beings that love and are loved, animals and children, and if older women have it, it is because they feel completely free in this world and in their lives as they feel close to God....and they are spiritually in tune with the universe." December 6 1968. Letter to Miss Anita Colby, 3 East 78th Street, New York

Everyone of us needs to show how much we care for each other and, in the process, care for ourselves.

Look at your feet. You are standing in the sky. When we think of the sky, we tend to look up, but the sky actually begins at the earth.