Quotes About Connection

Blow O wind to where my loved one is. Touch him and come touch me soon. I'll feel his gentle touch through you and meet his beauty in the moon. These things are much for the one who loves. One can live by them alone that he and I breathe the same air and that the Earth we tread is one.

The meaning of a thing is the impact it has on the world around it, she thought. The meaning of a life is the impact that life has on the world.

The qi of the world. The life force of the planet was data.

Sabía que ella veía las estrellas porque yo las veía reflejadas en sus ojos.

People who don't cherish their elderly have forgotten whence they came and whither they go.

Love can be calculated by the soul

Torn pages curl and brown. The flames fly up. In the flickering light a cry. Who will lift the fallen stones? Who will link the broken chain?

Words. And meaning. You can't own one and not the other.

My hand is cramping up as I go into a whirl writing out rebuttal points. I glance at the audience again and my eyes connect with Tia and for one second, one minuscule nanosecond, I detect we're on the same wavelength: she's also worried we'll lose. It's the only time we're connected together against another object - not each other.

I want to be with one person in my life. I want to know that the guy I spend the rest of my life with is the first person I share something so intimate and exciting with.

And it's when I'm standing there this morning, in my PJs and a hijab, next to my mum and my dad, kneeling before God, that I feel a strange sense of calm. I feel like nothing can hurt me, and nothing else matters.

there is more to this hijab than the whole modesty thing. These girls are strangers to me but I know that we all felt an amazing connection, a sense that this cloth binds us in some kind of universal sisterhood.

Maybe you only get one chance at meeting somebody who really gets inside you, wakes corners of your mind and heart that you didn't know were asleep.

But I identify myself, as always,With something that there's something wrong with,With something human.

son, you won't need to talk to my headstone in order to talk to me. I won't be there. I'll be in the air and the Earth. I'll be in the stars that light the African heavens. I'll be watchin' over you and your family. My spirit will always be close enough to touch and protect you all. So, do not grieve for me. My body will die, but my soul will live on. For my soul cannot die. Always remember that my soul is the spark of God in me.

For the rest of us, the price of our inability to place ourselves in the fullness of world history has been crippling.

We, like others, need to define ourselves, to place our lives in a long-term linear intergenerational context. We, like others, need to celebrate ourselves by seeing ourselves celebrated. We, like others, need to stare at objects that can help us discover reflections of ourselves in an idealized past. That's really what it's all about, isn't it? Remembering. The human's innate need to remember one's self before one's own time.

Reading...can make you fell like not one lone cell stranded in the desolation of the world, but one of eight billion cells conjoined by the world, all hearts echoing the others in the song of one enormous heart.

People don't have to be perfect for you to love them," he said. "You understand what I'm saying? Sometimes you love them because they aren't perfect. You love them for their imperfections . . .

Maybe the gift of any great person is the power to converse with our own hearts.

Most of us want most of all to be loved by someone who cared about us for ourselves, not for what we can do for them. For many, the search is bitter and fruitless.

Friendships are fragile things, and require as much handling as any other fragile and precious thing.

I find that there is no speech that is not soliloquy. And yet, always, I sense an audience.

I listened to it last night for the first time since we started this project. I went out to my car and put it in and went to an empty parking lot and just listened and read the little pamphlet that came with it. After two or three songs I burst into tears.