Quotes About Connection

Even as a small child, I understood that woman had secrets, and that some of these were only to be told to daughters. In this way we were bound together for eternity.

Whoever knows you when you are young can look inside you and see the person you once were, and maybe still are at certain times.

It's not the lie that's the problem; it's the distance the lie forges between you.

It was the sort of beauty you feel so deeply it becomes contagious and somehow makes you feel beautiful too.

If you are loved, you never lose the person who loved you. You carry them with you all your life.

Among men and women, those in love do not always announce themselves with declarations and vows. But they are the ones who weep when you're gone. Who miss you every single night, especially when the sky is so deep and beautiful, and the ground so very cold.

Maybe some love was guaranteed. Maybe it fit inside you and around you like skin and bones.

We had to survive to remember. Otherwise everything we were would disappear. Those people we loved would fade as though we'd never loved them, as if they'd never walked and talked and burned, forgetting them was the real evil. That was the hole of darkness.

All this kissing was making her crazy; it was reminding her of what she could feel, and how it could be when you wanted someone as much as he wanted you.

Are people drawn to each other because of the stories they carry inside? At the library I couldn't help but notice which patrons checked out the same books. They appeared to have nothing in common, but who could tell what a person was truly made of? The unknown, the riddle, the deepest truth. I noticed them all: the ones who'd lost their way, the ones who'd lived their lives in ashes, the ones who had to prove themselves, the ones who, like me, had lost the ability to feel.

Every time someone forgets, someone else disappears,' my brother wrote.

I heard a sigh, as though the books were breathing. I felt that this was where I belonged. This was where I lived.

As I turned the pages, I felt as if there were bees on my fingertips, for I had never felt so alive as when reading.

Jill and I have known each other our whole lives. One house separates our houses but we act as if it doesn't exist. We met before we were born and we'll probably still know each other after we die. At least, that's the way we're planning it.

When you fall in love like that, time doesn't matter. This was the secret he told Maria, the last words he ever said. What belonged to you once, will always belong to you. Be grateful if you have walked through the world with another's heart in your hand.

The lonelier you are, the more you pull away, until humans seem an alien race, with customs and a language you can't begin to understand.

Always love someone who will love you back.

Maria Owens did what she did for a reason. She was young and she thought damning anyone who loved us would protect us. But what she had with that terrible man wasn't love. She didn't understand that when you truly love someone and they love you in return, you ruin your lives together. That is not a curse, it's what life is, my girl. We all come to ruin, we turn to dust, but whom we love is the thing that lasts.

It was as though I had one map inside my head and it led to the man who was waiting for me. Someone who was alone — maybe even more alone — than I was…

He has the ability to catch someone by the way that he looks at her, and make her wish he would go on looking.

Then I understood that when someone begins to tell you her story, you are entwined together. Perhaps even more so if the ending hasn't been divulged.

Remember what I've told you. Remember me.

You were the one who taught me that love was never what we expected it to be and that it was all that we needed.

Another world must surely exist somewhere one where she would be known in some deep way that was far beyond words.