Quotes About Connection

How about that, my own brother, my own bright light, thou Igor?

There was nothing casual about the blue eyes fixed on the downbent blue gaze of the child. Francis Crawford's face in this fleeting moment of privacy was filled with ungovernable feeling: of shock and of pain and of a desire beyond bearing: the desire of the hart which longs for the waterbrook, and does not know, until it sees the pool under the trees, for what it has thirsted.

I called you sister," he said. "Was I right?" "Yes," said Marthe. And hesitating: "What made you sure?" "The luggage of poetry you carry," said Francis Crawford; and far down in the tired eyes the smile lingered still. "Your other burdens I can also share.

Remember, some live all their lives without discovering this truth; that the noblest and most terrible power we possess is the power we have, each of us, over the chance-met, the stranger, the passer-by outside your life and your kin. Speak, she said, as you would write: as if your words were letters of lead, graven there for all time, for which you must take the

Remember, some live all their lives without discovering this truth; that the noblest and most terrible power we possess is the power we have, each of us, over the chance-met, the stranger, the passer-by outside your life and your kin. Speak, she said, as you would write: as if your words were letters of lead, graven there for all time, for which you must take the consequences. And take the consequences.

Sometimes,' said Míkál, 'one must travel to find what is love.' 'Sometimes,' said Philippa stoutly, 'one must travel to find what is kindness. I know what is——I know what love is.

Richard Crawford, his brother's wrist in his hand, laid it down gently and turned to him. "We are," he said, "at least no less than the animals. We are members of a race, and of a kingdom, and of a family. The world has borrowed his strength often enough: can we not lend him ours when he needs it? What can be done? What is wrong?

I am the product of many whose lives have touched mine, from the famous, distinguished, and powerful to the little known and the poor.

We cannot afford to be separate. . . . We have to see that all of us are in the same boat.

You never teach a subject, you always teach a child. You teach children in a way that they will learn, and then things will fall in place for them.

19I particularly urge you to pray so that I may be restored to you soon.

Why? Oh, well - I thought you'd be rather an attractive person to marry. That's all. I mean, I sort of took a fancy to you. I can't tell you why. There's no rule about it, you know.

She reflected she must be completely besotted with Peter, if his laughter could hallow an aspidistra.

I like to crawl away and hide in a corner. Well, he said, with a transitory gleam of himself, you're my corner and I've come to hide.

Even if it is the twilight of the world, before night falls I will sleep in your arms.' . . .

I hope you won't mind, because I haven't shaved since this morning, but I'm going to take you round the next quiet corner and kiss you.

Yet no woman had ever so stirred his blood; she had only to look or speak to make the very bones shake in his body.

Gestures which delight in the right person are so indecent when performed by the wrong. In fact, it is only when we contemplate the loves of unpleasant people that we see the indecency of passion.

And what do all the great words come to in the end, but that?—I love you—I am at rest with you—I have come home.

Look what I've found! Come and have a bit of it – it's grand – you'll love it – I can't keep it to myself, and anyhow, I want to know what you think of it."3

I was always sweet, at first. Oh, it's so easy to be sweet to people before you love them.

Women and elephants never forget.

His voice was as intimate as the rustle of sheets.

There was nothing separate about her days. Like drops on the window-pane, they ran together and trickled away.