Quotes About Connection

She goes out at night more often now; the landscape assembles itself about her, she informs it with her presence. She is its significance.

His skin covers me entirely; we are like two halves of a seed, enclosed in the same integument. I should like to grow enormously small, so that you could swallow me, like those queens in fairy tales who conceive when they swallow a grain of corn or a sesame seed. Then I could lodge inside your body and you would bear me.

And I could believe that it has been the same with him; he was alive from the desire of the woods.

The touch of her hand filled me with a wild loneliness.

It is a characteristic of human beings that if they haven't got a family of their own, they will invent one.

Sometimes he lays his head on my lap and lets me comb his lovely hair for him; his combings are leaves of every tree in the wood and dryly susurrate around my feet.

Necessary connections are fabulous beasts.

There is a striking resemblance between the act of love and the ministrations of a torturer.

There was a house we all had in common and it was called the past, even though we'd lived in different rooms.

We must all make do with the rags of love we find flapping on the scarecrow of humanity.

For most of human history, 'literature,' both fiction and poetry, has been narrated, not written — heard, not read. So fairy tales, folk tales, stories from the oral tradition, are all of them the most vital connection we have with the imaginations of the ordinary men and women whose labor created our world.

My girls…" His voice faded away. He searched Elena's eyes, then reached for her hand. His grip was weak but his words came out strong. "Thank God for my amazing girls!

One loyal friend is better than ten thousand relatives.

Being a parent is amazing.

Also he liked his mother very much, and sometimes hugged her to strangulation point, till she had to beg for mercy.

Because a father is locked in [jail] does not mean he should be locked out of his daughter's life.

I'm looking for a guy who makes you want to dance and write poetry all day long.

While we try to teach our children all about life, Our children teach us what life is all about.

There are some names that one can't even say in a normal voice because they lay open some nerve. I was frightfully in love with a woman once. Her name was Susan and she came from Norwich and she lived with her husband in Ovington Square. I fell out of love with her, and I haven't seen her or heard of her for years, but if I read or hear the words Susan, or Norwich, or Ovington, I go all queer.

Philip said that the older he got the more he realised that everyone in Dickens, without exception, was a real person, and quite a lot of them were among his friends.

You are tied on [to God] with a bond that cannot be broken. And when you are tied on to God... you do not have to be afraid.

And I sort of felt her...you know." Alan made an exaggerated shape of a heart. "You touched her heart?" Mike queried. "No! Her bum. It's sort of, you know, heart shaped. Big heart." He flexed his fingers, remembering the feel of it. "Soft.

You all right?" Scott queried. "Sure.  Why?" "You're quiet.  That's not normal." "Just thinking." "Don't pull a muscle.

In the sweet territory of silence we touch the mystery. It's the place of reflection and contemplation, and it's the place where we can connect with the deep knowing, to the deep wisdom way.