Quotes About Connection

These people made it a comfortable café since they were all interested in each other and in their drinks or coffees, or infusions, and in the papers and periodicals which were fastened to rods, and no one was on exhibition.

I know how you feel, Dave, Andrew said when he brought the Coke. Nobody knows how I feel, David said.

Then several women had put themselves out to be nice to him, and his horizons had all shifted.

We're no kin, Thomas Hudson said. We just used to live in the same town and make some of the same mistakes.

Og á eftir skulum við lesa og síðan fara í rúmið og vera saman. Og aldrei skulum við elska neinn nema hvort annað. Nei. Aldrei.

Every one needs to talk to some one," the woman said. "Before we had religion and other nonsense. Now for every one there should be some one to whom one can speak frankly, for all the valor that one could have one becomes very alone." "We are not alone. We are all together.

Er þér sama um líf og þjáningar annarrar mannveru? Þín að minstakosti. Þú ert kvikindi. Já. Ég hélt þú myndir hjálpa mér Hem. Ég myndi feginn vilja skjóta þig.

Úr orðum mínum gerði hann þá eitthvað sem varð að afmá, og stundum helst sjálfan mig um leið.

Se non mi ami, non importa, sono in grado di amare per tutti e due.

And if I do it you'll be happy and things will be like they were and you'll love me? I love you now. You know I love you.

Women made such swell friends. Awfully swell. In the first place, you had to be in love with a woman to have a basis of friendship.

There is no friend as long as a book

It's your object to convey everything to the reader so that he remembers it not as a story he had read but something that happened to himself. That's the true test of writing..

It was lovely in the nights and if we could only touch each other we were happy. Besides all the big times we had many small ways of making love and we tried putting thoughts in the other one's head while we were in different rooms. It seemed to work sometimes but that is probably because we were thinking the same thing anyway.

Ta?iau nakt? pabudo ir apkabino j? stipriai, tartum ji b?t? buvusi visas jo gyvenimas; visas gyvenimas, kurio jis netenka. Laik? j? gl?by jausdamas, jog ji - visas jo gyvenimas; o taip ir buvo iš ties?. Ta?iau ji miegojo kietai ir nepabudo.

When the fish had been hit it was as though he himself were hit. But I killed the shark that hit my fish, he thought.

One cat leads to another.

Tell Nannan I walked.

The question Who am I? really asks, Where do I belong or fit? We get the sense of that direction -- the sense of moving toward the place where we fit, or of shaping the place toward which we are moving so that it will fit us -- from hearing how others have handled or are attempting to handle similar (but never exactly the same) situations. We learn by listening to their stories, by hearing how they came (or failed) to belong or fit.

The message of all spirituality is that, in some mysterious way, we are all one—that therefore the joy and the sorrow of any one of us is the joy and the sorrow of all of us.

As we listen, truly hearing, our understanding of the world changes from a self-centered focus to an other-oriented openness—we come to understand how we are connected

not some thing we have. . . . Prayer has nothing to

we may seek to impose severe restrictions upon what, how and when we engage with others so that the risks are statistically minimised.

Kad divi cilv?ki m?l viens otru, kad vi?i ir laim?gi un jautri un viens vai abi rada kaut ko ?sti labu, vi?i pievelk cilv?kus, tieši t?pat k? spoža b?ka nakt? pievelk g?jputnus.