Quotes About Connection

But if you're just a stranger to everybody on earth, then that's what you are and there's no end to it. You don't know the words to say.

They were joking, but it was a serious conversation. They were often like that, Mary and her granny, when they were alone together.

It often seemed that the trees were flu of people whispering--especially tonight.

Her granny was asleep and Mary knew it was special, this trip. It was something that hadn't been planned. It was actually impossible. Four generations of women--I'm a woman, Mary said to herself--heading off on a journey in a car. One of them dead, one of them dying, one of them driving, one of them just starting out.

I'd made a girl laugh and touch my arm when I'd told her that I was thinking of rewriting it as a musical after the finals. But I couldn't look at her while I spoke. I could look at her, briefly, and say nothing. Or I could make her laugh while I looked over her shoulder or at a wall. I couldn't do both. But I could write.

They ran. They stayed warmer that way and running seemed to be the right way to measure their love for Uncle Ben. They wanted to hear their breath, and their feet stamping the ground. They wanted to feel their lungs working, and their hearts.

She wanted this too. She wanted me to watch her. She wanted me to follow her. She wanted to feel my eyes. She wanted to lift me out of death.

said. I laughed. I know now: I didn't laugh much until I met Rachel. It's corny but true. I only laughed when other people were laughing. But now I started laughing. I started laughing, and she joined me. She stopped outside the Unitarian Church.

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When I was a kid my parents moved a lot, but I always found them.

Cats make one of the most satisfying sounds in the world: they purr. [...] Almost all cats make us feel good about ourselves because they let us know they feel good about us, about themselves, and about our relationship with them. A purring cat is a form of high praise, like a gold star on a test paper. It is a reinforcement of soemthing we would all like to believe about ourselves -- that we are nice.

If you don't own a dog, at least one, there is not necessarily anything wrong with you, but there may be something wrong with your life.

Generally, or at least very often, people with a deep interest in animals are the best people around.

Dogs are not our whole life, but they make our lives whole

What people really want is the ability to connect to each other, not to companies.

Gene [Siskel] often mentioned something François Truffaut once told him: the most beautiful sight in a movie theater is to walk down to the front, turn around, and look at the light from the screen reflected on the upturned faces of the members of the audience.

Never marry someone who doesn't love the movies you love. Sooner or later, that person will not love you.

One of the most sublime and hazardous moments in human experience comes when two people lock eyes and realize that they are sexually attracted to one another. They may not act on the knowledge. They may file it away for future reference. They may deny it. They may never see each other again. But the moment has happened, and for an instant all other considerations are insignificant.

As we leave the theater, we are absolutely convinced that the only thing keeping the world from going crazy is that the problems of three little people do, after all, amount to more than a hill of beans.

And for me, the movies are like a machine that generates empathy.

When a movie character is really working, we become that character. That's what the movies offer: escapism into lives other than our own.

Saturday Night Fever was Gene Siskel's favorite movie, and he watched it at least seventeen times. We all have movies like that, titles that transcend ordinary categories of good and bad and penetrate straight to our hearts.

What does it take for you and others to relax? It may be talking over a drink, or meeting at a vacation lodge in some picturesque spot, or dressing less formally during the meeting and calling one another by your first names.

When the heart opens, we forget ourselves and the world pours in: this world, and also the invisible world of meaning that sustains everything that was and ever shall be.