Quotes About Connection

There is only one true legitimacy, and it's bestowed by love, not male lineage.

Loyalty is a tight weave, a heathery tweed of which love is only one fiber.

I guess it's easy to lose yourself in a book," Leo said quietly, "when the real world doesn't feel so friendly.

Humanity, it seemed, was one of the galaxy's constants.

Age and disease and death may destroy our physical being but it is other people who get inside us and damage our hearts and minds. The Other Side of You

This is how we are: we fall in love with each other's strengths, but love deepens towards permanence when we fall in love with each other's weaknesses.

At sixteen, you still think you can escape from your father. You aren't listening to his voice speaking through your mouth, you don't see how your gestures already mirror his; you don't see him in the way you hold your body, in the way you sign your name. You don't hear his whisper in your blood.

A little bit of one story joins onto an idea from another, and hey presto, . . . not old tales but new ones. Nothing comes from nothing.

Man is the Storytelling Animal, and that in stories are his identity, his meaning, and his lifeblood.

The world is full of love stories, and all lovers are in a sense the avatars of their predecessors.

Our lives, our stories, flowed into one another's, were no longer our own, individual, discrete.

They were deeply in love, which beats earplugs.

Naught but love makes magic real.

We fell into the love that had been lying beneath our love like water below ice, and understood that while we had been having a lot of fun together we had only been skating on the surface, and now we were in as deep as we could go.

Love, my child, is a thing that every mother learns; it is not born with a baby, but made; and for eleven years, I have learned to love you as my son.

To understand just one life you have to swallow the world.

Bir yere ait olmayan insanlar ne olacak? Nereye? Nereye ait olmayan? Herhangi bir yere. Herhangi bir ÅŸeye, herhangi bir kimseye. Fiziksel olarak bir ba?? olmayanlar. Uzay boÅŸluÄŸundaki kuyrukluy?ld?zlar gibi hiçbir çekim gücüne tabi olmayanlar.

Who what am I? My answer: I am the sum total of everything that went before me, of all I have been seen done, of everything done-to-me. I am everyone everything whose being-in-the-world affected was affected by mine. I am anything that happens after I've gone which would not have happened if I had not come

And blessed be the first sweet suffering that I felt in being conjoined with love and the bow and the shafts with which I was pierced, and the wounds that run to the depths of my heart…" any man who loves this poem as I do, must be my master... And any man who feels as I do about these words must be my drinking companion.

He knew that his father had finally run hard enough and long enough to wear down the frontiers between the worlds, he had run clear out of his skin and into the arms of his wife, to whom he had proved, once and for all, the superiority of his love. Some migrants are happy to depart.

We, the living, must find what space we can alongside them; the giant dead whom we cannot tie down, though we grasp at their hair, though we rope them while they sleep

Por última vez en la vida se preguntó si había malgastado su amor en una mujer que solo daba su amor hasta que llegaba el momento de retirarlo. Apartó el pensamiento de su cabeza. Había entregado su corazón esta única vez en la vida y se consideraba afortunado de haber tenido ocasión de hacerlo. La cuestión de si ella era digna de su amor carecía de sentido. Su corazón había contestado a esa pregunta hacía mucho tiempo

love is an emotion that recognizes itself in others.

She was my ground, my favorite sound, my country road, my city street, my sky above, my only love, and the ground beneath my feet