Quotes About Connection

Make sure you have people who love you, the real you, not the Instagram you.

He's a great guy, she said ,and he heard her try to sound enthusiastic,like she was selling herself on her soon-to-be-husband's greatness...and then,in a whispered rush, just before she cut the connection,he thought he heard her say,Sometimes I wish it had been you

Maybe when you first experience a place as a six-year-old, you become six again, every time you return.

È un libro sull'amore capace di trascendere l'aspetto fisico, su come la bellezza sia un confine arbitrario e facile da superare, su come due persone possono entrare in sintonia nonostante le differenze fisiche, su come possono innamorarsi malgrado il loro aspetto esteriore li separi dal resto del mondo.

How could I live a life where the person who'd built and experienced and created it alongside me, the person who'd seen me in a hundred different moods, at my highest, at my lowest, in the middle of a C-section with my uterus laid out on my belly, was gone?

and if you're lucky you have sisters or friends who remind you when you forget your best intentions. You come back to yourself, again and again.

This is motherhood for you," said my own mother. "Going through life with your heart outside your body.

Your friends will still be your friends, if they're good friends.

had become an EST instructor, which made both of them laugh.

none of which filled the hours that dragged by, until it was three o'clock and time to take the bus to Uncle Mel's. Each week, Bethie would

There are friends who tell you, "Someday you'll laugh about this." Susan's my best friend because, with her, "someday" is always now.

One of its ears stuck straight up, the other flopped as it ran, and I remembered something I'd read somewhere—that when God sees a dog he likes, he folds one of its ears down to remember it.

Sometimes at night when we were watching TV, he would speak to his belly as if it were a pet, giving it a little pat and asking, "A little popcorn? Another beer?

I knew what it was like to be the center of Drew Cavanagh's universe. How her regard could make you feel like the brightest, shiniest, sharpest, most perfect version of yourself. And how she could turn an ordinary day into an adventure.

I wondered if, at the end, she had known that she was dying, if she'd been in pain or if she'd been afraid, and I thought about how, in spite of all the ways we were different, Drue had spent a lot of her life being lonely… just like me.

Moochie, I hope that wherever you are, you can catch every cat you chase, that you get to eat every chicken wing you find, and that nobody complains when you wake them up in the middle of the night and pretend you have to go out just so you can nudge them out of the warm spot in the bed.

and my father together had gently

Thank you," she said, and thought of something Hannah had told her once, long ago, about how, for old married ladies like them, making a new friend was the closest they could get to falling in love.

Of course he's always know that the Odyssey and the Illiad are stories that were passed on orally long before Homer - or whoever it was - wrote them down. But never before has the connection between space, time, and words revealed itself so clearly as at this moment. The bad drop of the desert shows it off in sharp relief, but really it's always just the same all over the world: without memory, man is nothing more than a bit of flesh on the planet's surface.

Wenn man verstehen will, was einer meint oder sagt, muss man im Grunde das, was er meint oder sagt, immer schon wissen. Ist dann ein gelungener Dialog nur Wiedererkennen? Und das Verstehen nicht etwas ein Weg, sondern vielmehr ein Zustand?

It is in your self-interest to find a way to be very tender.

Knowing yourself lets you understand others.

international hand of freindship. A cigarette

Aura, he whispered, I wish I could wipe away just one of your tears. Then I'd feel like a person again. Like I'm something more than a bunch of light.