Quotes About Connection

I don't need to see you to know that you're beautiful.

I can't forget you, any more than I can forget my own name. He kissed me then, and the world which no longer mattered, completely fell away.

His soul's fabric was weaving itself with mine. I loved the frayed ends where it came unraveled, and I loved the strength at its firm, solid center. I loved every thread.

Instead I crawled next to him, snuggling close. Zach, wake up. Can't. Sleeping. I pressed my mouth to his in a full, deep kiss. Second thought, not sleeping.

Jeri Smith-Ready

I love you, Aura, Logan whispered. Body or not, as long as I'm in this world, I want to be with you.

Wherever you are, I whispered, I hope you're smiling.

Nobody ever loved as he loves, and so, of course, the rest of the world's experience can be no guide in his case.

Affection will burn cheerily when the white flame of love is flickered out. Affection is a fire that can be fed from day to day and be piled up ever higher as the wintry years draw nigh.

Sunlight is the life-blood of Nature.  Mother Earth looks at us with such dull, soulless eyes, when the sunlight has died away from out of her.  It makes us sad to be with her then; she does not seem to know us or to care for us.  She is as a widow who has lost the husband she loved, and her children touch her hand, and look up into her eyes, but gain no smile from her.

KlÄ™li przy tym na nas ile wlezie, ale u?ywali przy tym nie pospolitego sÅ'ownictwa rodem z rynsztoka, tylko starannie przemyÅ›lanych inwektyw, które obejmowaÅ'y caÅ'e nasze ?ycie, siÄ™gaÅ'y w odlegÅ'Ä… przyszÅ'o?? i dotyczyÅ'y naszych krewnych oraz wszystkiego, co siÄ™ z nami wiÄ…zaÅ'o.

My fellow-passengers generally let on that they were going to see sick relatives

I am not sure, but I think it was in connection with a discussion on Maeterlinck.

Sunlight is the life-blood of Nature. Mother Earth looks at us with such dull, soulless eyes, when the sunlight has died away from out of her. It makes us sad to be with her then; she does not seem to know us or to care for us. She is as a widow who has lost the husband she loved, and her children touch her hand, and look up into her eyes, but gain no smile from her.

o mundo não é mais uma mera oficina imunda, mas um templo majestoso onde o homem pode orar e onde, às vezes, na meia-luz, suas mãos tateantes tocam as de Deus.

Love is too pure a light to burn long among the noisome gases that we breathe, but before it is choked out we may use it as a torch to ignite the cozy fire of affection.

One of the best things about life is friends. We all agree on that. And yet our shyness with strangers often prevents friendship from ever gaining a foothold. If only we would realize that the other person is probably just as shy as we are and is simply waiting—and hoping—for us to make the first move.

to a church where people don't mind expressing themselves.

Don't tell me this town 'aint got no heart

every mind is at least as heavy as mine

It's all part of it, man.

advance to the forms that other humans provide.

Being funny is one of the ultimate weapons a person can have in human society.

There is no such thing as love for the whole family.