Quotes About Connection

I don't care how happily married you are or how deeply enmeshed you are with your children and family and career -- every woman needs a couple of chicks who'll break out the sangria just because you need to vent.

Sidebar: Mindy Kaling describes "best friend" as being a friendship tier and not a singular person. Mindy Kaling is wise beyond her years.)

I've come to realize this isn't "real" and there's no substitute for actual interaction. The difference between social media and a social life is the difference between eating a marshmallow Peep and dining on a tomahawk-cut rib eye: one is substantial and nutritious; the other is just a momentarily satisfying puff of sweetened air, offering no long-term benefits. I can enjoy the fluff, but I can't subsist on it.

I'd much rather have margaritas with his parents so I could tell them what a great kid they raised.

That's because unsolicited advice can be the match to the accelerant when all the other person needs is a hug.

Dog People should be with Dog People and vice versa. If you're into chasing cars, it's hard to relate to someone who compulsively bats yarn.

the more one Bes, Gives, and Gets, the more it perpetuates itself into happiness.

you wonder if Amazon sells them because if they do then that's a sign from God, especially if there's a Buy with One Click button and somehow there's a cellular data connection even though you're driving past a field so it's definitely meant to be

On the upside, social media can make us feel less alone, providing a crucial shot of dopamine when we need a physiological pick-me-up, for example, when the whole world's reacting to Game of Thrones at the exact same time.

If we could just pour that same enthusiasm and competitive élan we use for accumulating things, renovating, or attaining better sleep into our savings accounts and FICO scores, we might start to undo that toxic connection.

I'm through stopping midconversation to post a funny quote because I feel like it's my job. I'm done creating "link-bait." I'm going to be in the moment rather than upload the moment, because the purpose of my life is not public consumption.

A handwritten letter is a treat for me now—quaint!—and you couldn't pay me to pick up your phone call. God help you if you leave a voice mail.

None of my friends live closer than a forty-five-minute drive from me, and the rest of my tribe lives in different time zones, but distance doesn't matter. Whenever we get together, it's like no time has passed.

Let's face it - there are a million guys who fulfill the basics: He makes you laugh, earns a good living, smart, blah, blah, blah, but, for me, it's the chemistry that matters.

It's weird how when you don't hang out with someone for a while and then you do again, you miss them. It's like you forget to miss them until they show up to remind you.

You saved our lives, back there. He leaned his mouth a few inches from hers. You want to show me your gratitude? Ellie moved closer and rested her hands on the great expanse of Chance's broad chest. His mouth twitched in what might have been an unpracticed smile that shot straight through her like a ray of sunlight. She gave him the tight smile she saved for difficult guests, then whispered to him. Not if you were the last man in Texas.

Nadine placed one map on top of the other and held them to the dining room light. The points were a near-perfect match. The map of Sarasota, Desoto and Manatee Counties was larger than the one of Marion, Volusia and Lake, but her mind made the readjustment. She finally understood why the unsub used Myakka and why he dropped the bodies in Phillippi Creek: because the kill and dump sites now aligned perfectly with her mother's.

The best smell in the world is that man that you love.

In spite of this love, sex, and equality with Steven, I didn't want to let go of Amy. More than that, I sensed that the good stuff I has now having with Steven had something to do with what she had brought out in me. Or more, to the point, my confidence and self-knowledge about what I wanted had something to do with having a woman in my romantic sphere. it wasn't long before I broke up with Steven and fell in love with Amy.

One can never have too many librarian friends.

Her greatest legacy could not be measured in garments or in words, but in the wisdom she had imparted, in the lives made better because she had touched them.

Pluribus Unum. In my view that does not refer only to states, but also to our varied people. Whatever brought these strangers together in this place—chance, fate, or divine intervention—their lives will be forever transformed, forever bound together even if only by the slenderest of threads, because they shared stories.

I miss you even when you are here

Every time Suzanne thinks about her mother's sulfur-blue eyes it rains.