Quotes About Connection

What I want is a little cosmos (with its own time its own logic) inhabited only by the two of us

Wie ein schlechter Konzertsaal ist auch der affektive Raum mit toten Winkeln durchsetzt, in die der Klang nicht mehr hineinreicht. Ist der vollkommene Gesprächspartner, der Freund, also nicht der, der in ihrem Umkreis die größtmögliche Resonanz schafft? Laßt sich Freundschaft nicht als ein Raum totaler Klangfülle beschreiben?

People travel to faraway places to watch, in fascination, the kind of people they ignore at home.

The act of vagabonding is not an isolated trend so much as it is a spectral connection between people long separated by place and time, but somehow speaking the same language.

Fisher Ames observed of Hamilton that the common people don't want leaders "whom they see elevated by nature and education so far above their heads.

It was probably at this point that a pregnant Eliza first smiled and shook hands with her husband's future executioner.

In the late spring of 1777, Hamilton began the most intimate friendship of his life, with an elegant, blue-eyed young officer named John Laurens, who formally joined Washington's family in October.

because we don't have to talk. Often we sit fifteen minutes in silence before one of us breaks it!

because there was no place where I felt more at home in a public assembly than in this old church

Hamilton refused to drop his involvement in the Manumission Society even as his renown grew and his commitments vastly multiplied. He kept up his connection as a legal adviser until his death. Was this perhaps his personal way of acknowledging the past by rectifying the injustice that had surrounded his early years?

I was often there with George, his playmate, schoolmate, and young man's companion," said Lawrence Washington of Chotank, a distant relative. "Of the mother I was more afraid than of my own parents; she awed me in the midst of her kindness, for she was, indeed, truly kind.

and no real warmth existed between the two

He stared into his eyes

I am profoundly, profoundly thankful that I had anything to do with this affair.

He is very well and jolly by bits but sometimes I see he feels as lonely as I do

I know he has much enjoyed our being in the house

Yet Big Bill never entirely lost touch with his Rockefeller family.

his great confidence and trust in me bridged all the difference in age, wealth, and position.

One is left to wonder whether Bill saw in Johnston a substitute son who might fill the large emotional void left by his formerly adoring eldest son.

She confided in John, felt a peaceful glow in his presence, and he responded with deep compassion.

Perhaps language was the key—it was hard to say. Certainly I was astonished to find how few Cypriots knew good English, and how few Englishmen the dozen words of Greek which cement friendships and lighten the burdens of everyday life.

When it comes to understanding others," I said, "we rarely tax our imaginations.

It doesn't matter what we call your soul, Daddy Moses said, smiling at me. What matters is where it travels and who it uplifts.

For this child of mine, home would be me. I would be home. I would be everything for this child until we went home together.