Quotes About Connection

Look, just as time isn't inside clocks love isn't inside bodies: bodies only tell the love.

The memory of my father is wrapped up in white paper, like sandwiches taken for a day of work. Just as a magician takes towers and rabbits out of his hat, he drew love from his small body.

Lo similar se atrae, los opuestos se repelen.

When you give 100 percent to another person, two literally become one

When you are with a fellow man, say to yourself, "I am going to fulfill the commandment of 'love your neighbor as yourself' with this very person now." For the Baal Shem Tov taught that love your neighbor meant that you are to love the person you are with at the moment.

El amor de las almas gemelas sólo se reconoce por las miradas.

We're all water from different rivers, That's why it's so easy to meet, We're all water in this vast, vast ocean, Someday we'll evaporate together.

You are water I'm water we're all water in different containers that's why it's so easy to meet someday we'll evaporate together.

A dream you dream alone may be a dream, but a dream two people dream together is a reality.

Writers are engineers of human souls.

Then he gave her a kiss on the forehead that felt like a baptism and she wept like a baby.

This, after all, was the month in which families began tightening and closing and sealing; from Thanksgiving to the New Year, everybody's world contracted, day by day, into the microcosmic single festive household, each with its own rituals and obsessions, rules and dreams. You didn't feel you could call people. They didn't feel they could phone you. How does one cry for help from these seasonal prisons?

There was an inevitability about the road towards each other which encouraged meandering along the route.

Perhaps sex isn't of the body at all. Perhaps it is a function of language.

Each couple is its own vaudeville act.

Jerome said, It's like, a family doesn't work anymore when everyone in it is more miserable than they would be if they were alone, You know?

Well-run libraries are filled with people because what a good library offers cannot be easily found elsewhere: an indoor public space in which you do not have to buy anything in order to stay.

He had her in his heart, but not always in his mind.

He did not consider if or how or why he loved them. They were just love: they were the first evidence he ever had of love, and they would be the last confirmation of love when everything else fell away.

You say you want to talk, But you don't . You stonewall me.

But sometimes it's like you just meet someone and you just know that you're totally connected, and this person is, like, your brother - or your sister. Even if they don't, like, recognize it, you feel it. And in a lot of ways it don't matter if they do or they don't see that for what it is - all you can do is put the feeling out there. That's your duty. Then you just wait and see what comes back to you. That's the deal.

When a human being becomes a set of data on a website like Facebook, he or she is reduced. Everything shrinks. Individual character. Friendships. Language. Sensibility. In a way it's a transcendent experience: we lose our bodies, our messy feelings, our desires, our fears.

The ideal reader cannot sleep when holding the writer he was meant to be with.

He traced the genealogy of the feeling.