Quotes About Connection

She talked all the time and at first it was about people and places.

I learned one thing." "What?" "Never to go on trips with anyone you do not love.

É bom que não tenhamos de tentar matar a lua, o sol ou as estrelas. Já é ruim viver no mar e ter de matar os nossos verdadeiros irmãos

I loved to take her hair down and she sat on the bed and kept very still, except suddenly she would dip down to kiss me while I was doing it, and I would take out the pins and lay them on the sheet and it would be loose and I would watch her while she kept very still and then take out the last two pins and it would all come down and she would drop her head and we would both be inside of it, and it was the feeling of inside a tent or behind a falls.

How every one he had slept with had only made him miss her more

That was called transplanting yourself, I thought, and it could be as necessary with people as with other sorts of growing things.

I put my arm around her and felt our hearts beating through our sweaters and I brought my right hand up and felt her neck smooth and the hair thick against it under my fingers that were shaking.

In the night he awoke and held her tight as though she were all of life and it was being taken away from him.

The ocean is very big and a skiff is small and hard to see, the old man said. He noticed how pleasant it was to have someone to talk to instead of speaking only to himself and to the sea.

I can't say how every time I ever put my arms around you I felt that I was home.

Please come to bed and let me see you and feel you.

When you have two people who love each other, are happy and gay and really good work is being done by one or both of them, people are drawn to them as surely as migrating birds are drawn at night to a powerful beacon.

I am speaking much. But it is so we may understand one another.

Odgar loved her enough, God knows. It was liking, and liking the body, and introducing the body, and persuading, and taking chances, and never frightening, and assuming about the other person, and always taking never asking, and gentleness and liking, and making liking and happiness, and joking and making people not afraid. And making it all right afterwards. It wasn't loving. Loving was frightening.

She looked fresh and young and very beautiful. I thought I had never seen any one so beautiful. 'Hello,' I said. When I saw her I was in love with her. Everything turned over inside of me

There are two types of people: those who are easy to be with but also easy to be without, and who are difficult to be with, but impossible to be without.

I'd like to destroy you a few times in bed

They are good, he said. They play and make jokes and love one another. They are our brothers like the flying fish.

Let us sleep," he said, and he felt the long light body, warm against him, comforting against him, abolishing loneliness against him, magically, by a simple touching of flanks, of shoulders and of feet, making an alliance against death with him, and he said, "Sleep well, little long rabbit.

he knew no man was ever alone on the sea.

The heart of another is a dark forest

What happens to people that love each other?' 'I suppose they have whatever they have, and they are more fortunate than others. Then one of them gets the emptiness forever.

You're feeling it now, fish, he said. And so, God knows, am I.

I learned one thing.' 'What?' 'Never to go on trips with anyone you do not love.