Quotes About Connection

Well, I wouldn't overstress that angle, you know,' he said finally, 'one's never alone with a rubber duck.

Todo lo que ocurre, ocurre. Todo lo que al ocurrir, origina otra cosa, hace que ocurra otra cosa más. Todo lo que al ocurrir, vuelve a originarse, ocurre de nuevo. Aunque todo ello no ocurre necesariamente en orden cronológico.

One of the joys of true happiness,' trilled the robot, 'is sharing. I brim, I froth, I overflow with . . .

Anything that happens, happens. Anything that, in happening, causes something else to happen, causes something else to happen. Anything that, in happening, causes itself to happen again, happens again. It doesn't necessarily do it in chronological order, though.

Then why did you ask me?' it screamed. 'I just wanted something to talk to,' said Marvin.

What . . . do . . . you . . . want?' 'I'm looking for someone.' 'Who?' hissed the insect. 'Zaphod Beeblebrox,' said Marvin, 'he's over there.' The insect shook with rage. It could hardly speak. 'Then why did you ask me?' it screamed. 'I just wanted something to talk to,' said Marvin. 'What!' 'Pathetic, isn't it?

Ford grasped him by the lapels of his dressing gown and spoke to him as slowly and distinctly and patiently as if he were somebody from the telephone company accounts department.

Pensar en que 'estamos solos', sólo porque a ti nunca se te ha ocurrido que existe otro modo de estar.

We've got to talk,' he said urgently. 'Fine,' said Arthur, 'talk.' 'And drink,' said Ford. 'It's vitally important that we talk and drink. Now.

Görüyorsun ya hiçbir zaman 'Evrende yaln?z?z' diye düÅŸünmemelerinin nedeni, bu akÅŸama kadar Evrenden haberleri bile olmamas?yd?. Bu akÅŸama kadar.

quattro persone che vi si trovavano a bordo si sentivano abbastanza inquiete, adesso che sapevano di essersi trovate insieme non di loro propria volontà, o per semplice coincidenza, ma per qualche incomprensibile bizzarria della fisica, quasi che i rapporti fra le persone fossero soggetti alle stesse leggi che governano i rapporti tra gli atomi e le molecole.

Ru ... ra ... wah ... who? He finally managed to say and lapsed into a frantic kind of silence. He was feeling the effects of having not said anything to anybody for as long as he could remember.

There is scarcely anything in this world which can more turn or bend hither and thither the ways of men than music," said Calvin.

A true lover must know how to receive as well as to give.

Is it the beloved who evokes love, or the lover who has love to give?

There was more pleasure in one kiss from the man I loved than in thousand nights with a stranger.

He thought he could hear the hum of the universe as he sat there. The airwaves of God, maybe, that kept the whole lunatic world somehow on track.

Love is purity.

and when you meet someone and fall in love, and they fall in love with you, you ask them Will you take my heart-- stains and all? and they say I will, and they ask you the same question and you say, I will, too.

I think of how the person who needs the other person the least in a relationship is the stronger member.

Everybody has a 'gripping stranger' in their lives, Andy, a stranger who unwittingly possesses a bizarre hold over you. Maybe it's the kid in cut-offs who mows your lawn or the woman wearing White Shoulders who stamps your book at the library—a stranger who, if you were to come home and find a message from them on your answering machine saying 'Drop everything. I love you. Come away with me now to Florida,' you'd follow them.

Jason once told me that eye contact is the most intimacy two people can have -- forget sex -- because the optic nerve is technically an extension of the brain, and when two people look into each other's eyes, it's brain-to-brain.

If he'd learned one thing while he'd been away, it was that loneliness is the most taboo subject in the world. Forget sex or politics or religion. Or even failure. Loneliness is what clears out a room.

Our conversations are never easy, but as I-we-get older, we are finding that our conversations must bespoken. A need burns inside us to share with others what we are feeling Beyond a certain age, sincerity ceases to feel pornographic. It is as though the coolness that marked out youth is itself a type of retrovirus that can only leave you feeling empty. Full of holes.