Quotes About Connection

can give you the feeling that you belong to the past as well as the present

They say the eyes are the window to the soul.

Whoa! she says as I plow into her. What are you DOING? Get off me! I hang on tight. Can't a girl just hug her big sister? She stops fighting me. Are you dying? Am I dying? Did Grandma die? I laugh. No one died. Then get off!

think I have sort of an odd aversion, almost like a chemical sensitivity, when it comes to other people's enthusiasm.

Change is growth; love is never lost.

Quantum theory provides us with a striking illustration of the fact that we can fully understand a connection though we can only speak of it in images and parables.

Revere those things beyond science which really matter and about which it is so difficult to speak.

Friendship is possible with mice.

Grief is love in another form.

they want to join us and live in conscious contact with us. They need us, but more, we need them—their wisdom and their devastatingly accurate insight into the fragile truth of the world.

Why are old lovers able to become friends? Two reasons. They never truly loved each other, or they love each other still.

Once you love, you cannot take it back, cannot undo it; what you felt may have changed, shifted slightly, yet still remains love. You still feel-though very small-the not-altogether unpleasant shock of soul recognition for that person.

All you have to go on is the faith of a kiss.

Think about what binds you to your husband and he to you. Marvel at the strength of that bond, which is both abstract and concrete, spiritual and legal.

I once started out to walk around the world but ended up with you. Thank God.

She remembered her fingers threaded through his hair and his kisses in places that made her long for him years later.

We take our parents with us.

People are important. They are more important than gold or places or – or anything.

When two people are in love, few things on earth are as fascinating to them as their love itself.

We explain by means of purely intellectual processes, but we understand by means of the cooperation of all the powers of the mind in comprehension. In understanding we start from the connection of the given, living whole, in order to make the past comprehensible in terms of it.

The small pulse of the life within me, and the great heart of the city around me, seemed to be sinking in unison.

Did you fall asleep? No. I couldn't sleep that night. You were restless? I was thinking of you. The answer almost unmanned me. Something in the tone, even more than in the words, went straight to my heart. It was only after pausing a little first that I was able to go on.

Not a word had dropped from my lips, or from hers, that could unsettle either of us—and yet the same unacknowledged sense of embarrassment made us shrink alike from meeting one another alone

How it was I don't understand, but we always seemed to be getting, with the best of motives, in one another's way. When I wanted to go up-stairs, there was my wife coming down; or when my wife wanted to go down, there was I coming up. That is married life, according to my experience of it.