Quotes About Connection

Rumi, the poet, the Sufi, said, something I will never forget: Beyond right and wrong there is a field, I'll meet you there.

It struck him early on that people were afraid of the enemy because they were terrified that their lives might get diluted, that they might lose themselves in the tangle of knowing each other.

We stumble on, bring a little noise into the silence, find in others the ongoing of ourselves. It is almost enough.

My head against his shoulder, he laughs as if the laughter wants to travel a good distance, down through my body also.

Rumi, the poet, the Sufi, said something that I will never forget: Beyond right and wrong there is a field, I'll meet you there.

She read in a high African singsong that I guess came down along the line from Ghana long ago, something that she made American, but tied us to a home we'd never seen.

Dimmi e dimenticherò. Mostrami e ricorderò. Coinvolgimi e capirò.

When a person should be spoken with, and you don't speak with them, you lose them. When a person shouldn't be spoken with and you speak to them, you waste your breath. The wise do not lose people, nor do they waste their breath.

If things far away don't concern you, you'll soon mourn things close at hand.

There is never a case when the root is in order and yet the branches are in order

To one who is not eager I do not reveal anything, nor do I explain anything to one who is not communicative. If I raise one corner for someone and he cannot come back with the other three, I do not go on.

No one ever fell in love gracefully.

I want you cool and regal, earthy and impertinent, spoiling for a fight and abashed at your own temper. I want you flushed with exertion and rosy with sleep. I want you teasing and provocative, somber and thoughtful. I want every emotion, every mood, every year in a lifetime to come. I want you beside me, to encourage and argue with me, to help me and let me help you. I want to be your champion and lover, your mentor and student.

I am no good without you, Ginesse," he said. "I spent a lifetime alone, but I never understood loneliness until I was away from you. I never understood happiness until I saw you again.

Because every time you said my name, it would touch your lips." His voice lost its hard edge, grew as dark and smoky as his gaze. "Like a kiss.

I love you," she whispered, gazing up into his pale gray eyes. He smiled crookedly, for a moment looking at her with a dazzled air. He had, she realized sadly, no experience hearing those words. He didn't know how to react. "I figured as much." This time, she didn't hit him.

Foolish Lily, he said. Don't you know why I haven't touched you? Didn't you guess that once you were in my arms I would never let you go?

The knowledge that she was needed by something living, that she could benefit another creature, produce happiness, or contentment, or just a feeling of security--somehow it filled a part of her as nothing else had.

See these Oaks," he slobbered. His hair stood out straight because he endlessly pulled on it. "Their roots travel deep, and their branches reach far into the sky. They're much wiser than you or me, Charlie. They know more about the world than the two of us combined." He always talked hocus-pocus bullshit like that when he wandered off.

When feelings get so string they're woven into my bones, I can't talk about them without crying.

Kivrin reached out for Dunworthy's hand and clasped it tightly in her own. I knew you'd come, she said, and the net opened.

Perhaps that's how I should think of them, Polly thought, the troupe and Miss Snelgrove and Trot. And Sir Godfrey. Not as lost to her, but as removed to this moment in time for safekeeping.

Will I ever see you again? No. Do I love you? Yes, for all time.

It's strange. When I couldn't find the drop and the plague came, you seemed so far away I would not ever be able to find you again. But I know now that you were here all along, and that nothing, not the Black Death nor seven hundred years, nor death nor things to come nor any other creature could ever separate me from your caring and concern. It was with me every minute.