Quotes About Connection

The only true language in the world is a kiss... When the pleasure is simple and complete... in the offering.

All hearts have but one request. One simple, unspoken, undeniable need... To be known.

I'm not leaving something for you. I'm leaving something in you.

And I remember that moment, when I knew. That you'd broken loose in me the stuff that only love breaks loose.

If that summer taught me anything, it was this: girls need their father. Period. And I couldn't really tell you why other than it's the father who tells them who they are. Until he does, they're just floating in the earth like that tooth. Buried in some trash mound. Waiting to be discovered by somebody with a shovel who won't crack it or crush it. Last

Annie, the best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched; they must be felt with the heart.

Music cuts people free." A pause. "It silences the thing that's trying to kill us.

Music is its own dimension and it reaches people at a level that is beneath their DNA.

I opened the card. It read: SO YOU CAN FIND YOUR WAY BACK TO ME. I opened the box. It was a lensatic compass. You said, "Read the back." I turned it over. It was engraved. MY TRUE NORTH. You hung it around my neck and whispered, "Without you, I'd be lost.

I'm one half of a two-piece puzzle." Ashley spoke again. "What's the best part?" "When she laughs…I smile. And when she cries, tears roll down my cheeks." He nodded. "I wouldn't trade that for…for nothing.

But that's the thing about music. It doesn't enter through the mind. It enters through the heart.

You believe in things you cannot see and speak a language that only hearts know.

football is not what you accomplish in solitary feats of greatness, but who you get to play it with. The heart of football is found in the huddle—not the highlight

People would much rather die holding someone's hand than live alone.

What do you dream? To live with and alongside... rather than without and alone.

In my experience, it's those words on the tip of the tongue that we most need to hear. They are the key. The thing that's missing. But you can't pull them out. They have to be offered. Freely. And they won't be offered until the owner trusts you with them. And to do that means they've got to break through a world of hurt and pain just to get them out of their mouth.

The point is not the fishing . . . the point is the kid.

In my experience, it's those words on the tip of the tongue that we most need to hear. They are the key. The thing that's missing. But you can't pull them out. They have to be offered. Freely. And they won't be offered until the owner trusts you with them. And to do that means they've got to break through a world of hurt and pain just to get them out of their mouth. I caught my reflection in the mirror.

I'd never cried as an adult, but then she passed that child—moments old—into my arms and, from some place I'd never felt, never known, never sensed, a well broke loose, burst forth, and poured out of me. I couldn't stop them. Didn't want to.

We don't love because people love us back. We love because we can. Because we were made to.

table. Fill our conversations, our time, and our hearts. For"—Charlie pointed his voice in my direction—"they are the wellspring of life.

Music reaches people at a level that is beneath their DNA. Dad was right. Again. Music exposes what and who we worship.

Don't let that girl slip away." A single shake. "Lonely is no way to live." He tapped me on the chest. "And you been lonely since the moment I met you.

Este es el amor con las piernas." She then translated without being asked. "'This is love with legs.' My father used to say that you can tell someone you love them until you're blue in the face, but until they see that walked out, they have no idea what it means. Hence, 'love with legs.