Quotes About Connection

I will never forget that the passing down of memories is the strongest link in the gossamer bridge that binds up as people. I plan to devote my live to doing just that. And if you've taught me anything, it's that what we hold in our hearts is truly the fierest component of our humanity.

love is like a good piece of wood: It just gets stronger and stronger as the years go by.

I guess we're all lonely in some way. - Oliver Stone

If you really love each other, you'd be surprised what you can accomplish.

Why are trains so popular at Christmas? People get on to meet their country over the holidays.

But the fact is, as one grows close to death, the only thing that matters is family. I hope you can see that.

Why the hell don't kids call their parents anymore? Why don't they answer their phones? Why all this crazy texting shit?

In fact, something always leads to something else.

At the end of a lifetime's worth of lights and nights, it seemed that family was really the only important thing there was. And yet how many of us truly appreciated that significance before our last breath left us? We lost family all the time, and we mourned them and buried them and remembered them. Wouldn't it be better to celebrate family while they are alive to a greater degree than when they are no longer with us?

hob-gob of folks. And sometimes it's

I don't know. I just heard the shots." "Who are you? What is this place?" "I'm . . . I'm Sheila." "Who's the guy down there?" "Luke." "And who is Luke?" "Just a guy I know.

Humans are built for companionship

My God, the whole world is collapsing. Why can't people just sit and read books and be nice to each other?

just been traveling all day to get to you.

I've seen enough in this world to know that two people who can make each other that miserable must love each other a lot.

Eleanor, love is like a good piece of wood: It just gets stronger and stronger as the years go by.

that were very familiar. He saw his father.

dream. Her old man was proud of her, Gibson knew, though he rarely showed it. Public displays of affection were not in the DNA of the Rogers family. Gibson could count on one hand the number of times her mother had hugged or kissed her. And she could count

something always leads to something else.

human beings, for better or worse, were undeniably social creatures. Without interaction they went mad.

When her long fingers clamped around Michelle's in a handshake, Michelle wondered if the woman used to call herself Carl.

People are people," said Blum. "No matter where they are.

Father O'Neil was putting hymnals in the backs of the pews when Puller and Knox walked in. Knox crossed herself as they walked up the aisle.

He looked up at Wyatt, who was