Quotes About Connection

I realize, as the tightness yields in my shoulders and hips and feet, that Beth might well have wanted me to meet her drivers because I needed them, too." p 167

When they see beyond the sky, When they know beyond the mind, When they hear the song of the Burning Light; Take these Gifts of My Outstretched Hand, Weave them together. I shall come.

I didn't care who kissed you first as long as I kissed you last.

I dont care who kissed you first as long as I kiss you last.

Love makes us stupid, sometimes.

I don't care who kissed you first, as long as I kissed you last - George (If we kiss)

If I love you more than you love me, I'm as good as dead. Yet I can't make myself take it back. I can't just walk away from you, because every time you pass by me without smiling, without touching my hand, or at least making eye contact, it feels like I'm dying inside.

Do you know what it's like to hear those words? To hear the person you love telling you they love you, too? If you don't now, I hope you do one day.

If you've found someone who loves you – that's the most important thing of all. If you've got that, then you should appreciate every damn second with them.

I reached up and cupped the back of his neck and drew him down to me, and we kissed again.

Lovers, yes, we're lovers now.

This was me, the real me, and Spider was the only person ever to have found me, to see me for who I was. And I saw him too.

Allí de rodillas lo abracé, le acaricié la espalda y el pelo y ambos lloramos juntos. No había palabras para expresar lo que sentíamos; las lágrimas lo decían por nosotros: el terror, el alivio, el amor y la pena todo mezclado en la sal.

It was better when we were kissing.

No, Miss,' he said. 'I told you. It's not her name. It's her number. It's mummy's special number.

I don't believe your soul mate has to share your politics.

Surround yourself with people that reflect who you want to be and how you want to feel, energies are contagious.

I have learned that the things that divide us are far less important than those that connect us.

The stories we can tell each other have no beginning and ending. They

je ne te hais point

Que ne peut l'amitié conduite par l'amour?

She hadn't been born into this world, but she'd been born with the love of words and and she'd found her home.

Stephen, why are you shivering?' 'I don't know, my darling.' 'Mary, why are you crying?' 'I don't know, Stephen.' p424

she had not yet learnt that the loneliest place in this world is the no-man's-land of sex.