Quotes About Connection

I have learned that to be with those I like is enough

I do not ask the wounded person how he feels, I myself become the wounded person.

Whoever you are, now I place my hand upon you/ That you may be my poem/ I whisper with my lips close to your ear/ I have loved many women and men, but I love none better than you.

Prayer is not merely an occasional impulse to which we respond when we are in trouble: prayer is a life attitude.

If you're angry at a loved one, hug that person. And mean it. You may not want to hug - which is all the more reason to do so. It's hard to stay angry when someone shows they love you, and that's precisely what happens when we hug each other.

Smile. Have you ever noticed how easily puppies make human friends? Yet all they do is wag their tails and fall over.

We're never so vulnerable than when we trust someone - but paradoxically, if we cannot trust, neither can we find love or joy.

Good listeners, like precious gems, are to be treasured.

The only way of knowing a person is to love them without hope.

Ideas are to objects as constellations are to stars [translated from Trauerspiel, 1928].

I need love more than ever now ... I need your love, I need love more than hope or money, wisdom or drink Because slow negative death withers the world - and only yes can turn the tide

The last we saw of them was when they kissed, then beautifully naked walked as if into a sea of bright blue water --- leaving their bodies like old clothes upon the shore.

Humanness depends on being faithfully heard. And being faithfully heard depends on risky speech of self-disclosure uttered in freedom before a faithful listener.

and the birth of Jesus, two things become clear. First, in the witness to Jesus by the early Christians in the New Testament, they relied heavily on Old Testament "anticipations" of the coming Messiah. But second, Jesus did not fit those "anticipations" very well, such that a good deal of interpretive imagination was required in order to negotiate the connection between the anticipation and the actual bodily, historical reality of Jesus.

First, in the witness to Jesus by the early Christians in the New Testament, they relied heavily on Old Testament "anticipations" of the coming Messiah. But second, Jesus did not fit those "anticipations" very well, such that a good deal of interpretive imagination was required in order to negotiate the connection between the anticipation and the actual bodily, historical reality of Jesus.

But the pull of God's largeness summons all of us, often through the words and presence of "the other." The old teaching of exclusion cannot fully protect us from God's pull to be a neighbor.

After all, what is every man? A horde of ghosts – like a Chinese nest of boxes – oaks that were acorns that were oaks. Death lies behind us, not in front – in our ancestors, back and back until...

Cutting people out of your life is easy, keeping them in is hard.

Wherever your heart rests There I will live and be blessed I've tried to line up the things I Needed to say but now my feelings just Tumble from me. I am half foolish, Half drunk with wanting you With wanting to take your hand And leap into the darkness of whatever Life will bring. Love makes me Brave and without love I'm made Nothing.

Forever in your arms Is where I want to be Holding you close Within the space That once held only me... Forever in your warmth The place for me and you I feel the sun Our life's just begun I know you feel it too

We all think we're different, but when it comes around, we end up needing the same things. Somebody to love us. Somebody to respect us.

Cultus as a totality belongs to the monumental creations of the human spirit. To get a proper perspective of it, we must rank it with architecture, art, poetry, and music—all of which once served religion. It is one of the great languages with which mankind speaks to the Almighty, speaking to Him for no other reason than that it must. The Almighty or "God" did not earn these names of Almighty or God only by striking fear into man and forcing him to win His good will by favors.

Yet when books have been read and reread, it boils down to the horse, his human companion, and what goes on between them.

Dedicated to all boys and girls who love horses but never have had one of their own