Quotes About Connection

Én vagyok az, akinek fáj a szerelmes szerelem; Vonz a föld? Nem fájva vonz-e minden anyag minden anyagot? Az én testem is így van mindennel, ami útjába kerül, vagy amit megismer.

Amikor mellém érsz, idegen, és beszélni kívánsz velem, miért ne beszélnél velem? És miért ne beszélnék veled én?

Sem munkát-megtakarító gépet nem alkottam, Sem felfedezésem nincsen, Sem gazdag örökséget nem hagyok kórház, vagy könyvtár alapítására, Sem bátor tettek emlékét Amerika szolgálatában, Sem szellemi, sem irodalmi sikert, sem könyvet a könyves-polc számára, Csupán a levegÅ'ben hullámzó néhány dalom marad itt, Társaknak és szerelmeseknek.

Stop this day and night with me and you shall possess the origin of all poems, You shall possess the good of the earth and sun, (there are millions of suns left,)

Were you thinking that those were the words, those upright lines? those curves, angles, dots? No, those are not the words, the substantial words are in the ground and sea, They are in the air, they are in you.

Stop this day and night with me, and you shall possess the origin of all poems

Walt Whitman, an American, one of the roughs, a kosmos, / Disorderly fleshy and sensual....eating drinking and breeding, / No sentimentalist....no stander above men and women or apart / from them....no more modest than immodest.

I teach straying from me, yet who can stray from me? I follow you whoever you are from the present hour, My words itch at your ears till you understand them.

I and mine do not convince by arguments, similes, rhymes, We convince by our presence.)

If you see a good deal remarkable in me I see just as much remarkable in you. Why what have you thought of yourself? Is it you then that thought yourself less?

After you have exhausted what there is in business, politics, conviviality, and so on - have found that none of these finally satisfy, or permanently wear - what remains? Nature remains. (As quoted by Richard Powers in The Echo Maker)

Camerado, I give you my hand! I give you my love more precious than money, I give you myself before preaching or law; Will you give me yourself? will you come travel with me? Shall we stick by each other as long as we live?

Kurayakan diri, kunyanyikan diri, Apa yang kusangka akan kau sangka, Untuk tiap atom milikku ialah juga milikmu. (Walt Whitman)

Languages are not strangers to on another.

The language of nature is comparable to a secret password that each sentry passes to the next in his own language, but the meaning of the password is the sentry's language itself.

Bir insan? ancak onu ümitsizce seven tan?r.

There is no event or thing in either animate or inanimate nature that does not in some way partake of language.

Loneliness is when those you love are happy without you.

Acquaintances, after all, are little else than a bad habit.

Men whose constant companion was death needed women in a way most men couldn't understand.

My books. They were my only real friends growing up.

Simply handing over your iPod to a friend, your blind date, or the total stranger sitting next to you on the plane opens you up like a book. (Steven Levy)

Jobs had begun to drop acid by then, and he turned Brennan on to it as well, in a wheat field just outside Sunnyvale. It was great, he recalled. I had been listening to a lot of Bach. All of a sudden the whole field was playing Bach. It was the most wonderful feeling of my life up to that point. I felt like the conductor of this symphony with Bach coming through the wheat.

Greg Calhoun, who became close to Jobs right after college, saw another effect.