Quotes About Connection

He realized that Lili and he shared something: a pair of oyster-blue lungs; a chugging heart; their eyes, often rimmed pink with fatigue. But in the skull it was almost as if there were two brains, a walnut halved: his and hers.

Rousseau's constant influence on later generations is indubitable (though not always positive). He can be seen as father of the Romantic movement (and even a great-grandfather of the Green movement). The Romantics were inspired by his confirmation of the worth of each and every one of us, however ordinary, by his emphasis on equality, on knowledge of the inner self, and on a spiritual connection with nature, as well as by his imagination and the depth of his feelings.

Asterion. She calls me by my name, and lights this sunless coffin like a flame.

What is a woman? Her brothers' sister, her father's daughter, Her husband's wife, her children's mother

Fiver hung onto my arm as if I was the last boat on the Lusitania.

Seneca then suddenly changes the subject to talk about selecting and reading the right books, to discuss how "not wandering" is vital in reading also: "If you wish to take in something that will settle reliably in your mind," he says, "you must dwell with a few chosen thinkers and be nourished by their works. Someone who is everywhere is nowhere. Those who travel constantly end up with many acquaintances, but no real friends."7

We may finally ask ourselves whether coincidence really does exist. Maybe everybody we run into is walking around near us with the undying hope of meeting us? To think of it, it's a fact that they often seem out of breath.

Dictionaries stop where the heart starts.

Pensée d'un philosophe polonais Il y a des gens formidables Qu'on rencontre au mauvais moment. Et il y a des gens qui sont formidables Parce qu'on les rencontre au bon moment.

Now, between them, there was literature.

Los lectores siempre se encuentran a sí mismo, de una forma o de otra, en un libro. Leer es un estímulo completamente egoísta. Buscamos inconscientemente lo que nos dice algo. Por muy estrambóticas o improbables que sean las historias que los escritores crean, siempre habrá lectores que les dirán: «¡Increíble! ¡Ha escrito usted mi vida!»

J'ai consulté mon téléphone: je n'avais aucun message. C'est à cela que servent les téléphones portables, à se rendre compte que personne ne pense à vous. Avant, on pouvait toujours rêver que quelqu'un cherchait à vous joindre, à vous parler, à vous aimer. Nous vivons maintenant avec cet objet qui matérialise notre solitude.

Así son las cosas: siempre vamos con cinco minutos de retraso con respecto a nuestras conversaciones sentimentales.

Según él, de lo que se trataba no era de que nos guste leer o nos deje de gustar, sino más bien de saber cómo hallar el libro que nos corresponde. A todo el mundo le puede encantar leer si se cumple la condición de tener en las manos la novela adecuada, la que nos va a gustar, la que nos va a decir algo y que no podremos soltar.

Each breath of air a world

Il continuait inlassablement à caresser les cheveux de Nathalie. Il les aimait tellement, il voulait les connaître un par un, savoir leur histoire et leur pensée. Il voulait partir en voyage dans ses cheveux...

He was alone in the world, and the world was Natalie. Usually

El diccionario Larousse termina ahí donde empieza el corazón"...

Readers always find themselves in a book, in one way or another. Reading is a completely egotistical pleasure. Unconsciously we expect books to speak to us. An author can write the most farfetched or implausible story ever, but there will still be readers who will still be readers who will say: 'I don't believe it: you wrote the story of my life!

According to him, it was not a question of liking or not liking to read, but of finding the book that was meant for you. Everybody could love reading, as long as they had the right book in their hands, a book that spoke to them, a book they could not bear to part with.

Natalie and François met on the street. It's always a tricky thing when a man comes up to a woman. She's bound to wonder, Is that what he spends his time doing? Quite often the men are going to claim that it's the first time.

Before him stood his wife, and he knew this image was the one that would pass before his eyes at his moment of death.

Le sonrió, y Nathalie contestó a su sonrisa con otra sonrisa. Habían vuelto las sonrisas. Es curioso cómo a veces uno decide algo muy en serio, se dice que todo será así a partir de ahora, y basta un ínfimo gesto de los labios para quebrar la seguridad de una certeza que parecía casi eterna.

No he dejado de pensar en usted, y cuando pensaba en usted, eso quería decir que pensaba en mí.