Quotes About Connection

I love books about freaks, because I am one. You might be, too. Let's be freaks together?

The idea that two is the ideal, and that one is only good as half of two. You are not a half, and you should never treat someone else like a half.

We saw our friends die. But we also see our friends live. So many of them live, and we often toast their long and full lives. They carry us on.

It's one thing to fall in love. It's another to feel someone else falling in love with you, and to feel a responsibility toward that love.

R: I know that deep down, I mean the world to him. A: Deep down? That sounds like settling to me. You shouldn't have to venture deep down in order to get to love.

it is so unfair that he lives in ohio, because that should be close enough, but since neither of us drives and neither of us would ever in a million years say, 'hey, mom, do you want to drive me across indiana to see a boy?,' we're kind of stuck.

You shouldn't have to venture deep down in order to get to love.

Even though you're not my type, gender-wise, you're my type, person-wise.

We found out a long time ago that we weren't meant to fall in love with each other. But a part of me still fell in hope with him

We often believe the truest measure of a relationship is the ability to lay ourselves bare. But there's something to be said for parading your plumage as well, finding truth as much in the silly as the severe.

But we feel this connection all the time, don't we? Our bodies don't have to be touching to be connected to one another. Our heart races without contact. Our breath holds until the threat is gone.

That joy in discovering that the right person at the right time can open all the windows and unlock all the doors.

Sometimes I wish we could open ourselves up to each other as much as we do to the sky. To the smallness and the enomity.

He's a fuckup, but he's my fuckup," and I thought, Oh, shit, I really shouldn't be relating to this, but I am, and so what? That has to be what love is—seeing what a mess he is and loving him anyway, because you know you're a mess, too, maybe even worse.

Even though you're not my type, gender wise, you're certainly my type, person-wise.

Falling in love with someone doesn't mean you know any better how they feel. It only means you know how to feel.

You know one me. Just like I know one you. But you can't know every me, Evan. And I can't know every you.

I am here because of love.

Since I'm not part of it yet, I see it: how a group of people can become a blizzard, how all the tie spent buying and picking out exactly the right clothes doesn't mean shit now because nobody is looking at clothes or poses.

If you put enough closets together, you have enough space for a room. If you put enough rooms together, you have enough room for a house. If you put enough houses together, you have space for a town, then a city, then a nation, then a world.

That air. The air afterwards. I wanted to breathe it in. It felt right to breathe it in. Because we were breathing them in, weren't we? And the building. We were breathing it all in. And I thought, there's a part of this that's actually a part of me now. I now have that responsibility. I am alive, and I am breathing, and I can do the things this dust can't do.

But if I didn't want to be alone, then why didn't I want to be with anyone else?

She's being kind. Which is much more a sign of character than mere niceness. Kindness connects to who you are, while niceness connects to how you want to be seen.

Lets always love each other, and never be in love with each other. And I agreed.