Quotes About Connection

it was hard to hide one's emotion from one's own kind.

He started to draw away but she wasn't ready. She held on, and after a heartbeat he slid his hands to her waist and pulled her closer. His kiss grew more fiercely determined, as though he would wipe every recollection of anything remotely resembling kisses from her mind and imprint his, permanently, upon it. And upon her body, where the alien feelings simmered into excitement and happiness and a yearning for more. Strange

She set her hand against his chest, to push him away. He laid his hand over hers, and held hers there, over his pounding heart.

My mother has said that it's often better for a husband and wife not to understand each other too well," he [Rupert] said. "A little mystery keeps a marriage more interesting, she says.

Then came her voice in his ear: "I give myself to thee. I give myself to thee. I give myself to thee." And at last she sank onto him, and he wrapped his arms about her and savoured the delicious peace. The stray, funny thought came: we're married , and he laughed out loud.

Do you remember little Zoe Octavia Lexham?' he said. His aunt cast her pale blue gaze in the direction of the great chandelier, as though that was where she kept her memory. 'Zoe Octavia,' she said.

Pomislila je da razumije kakva je to želja bila: privla?nost, mo?no magnetsko strujanje izme?u muškarca i žene, koje ih privla?i bliže jedno drugome. Mislila je da razumije požudu: glad, žudnju. No?u bi bila grozni?ava, snivaju?i o njemu, i nemirna i živ?ana danju, razmišljaju?i o njemu. Nazvala je to životinjskom privla?noš?u, primitivnom, ludom.

Looking at a man as though he was something the horse left behind isn't the way to elicit confidences.

If someone listens, or stretches out a hand, or whispers a kind word of encouragement, or attempts to understand a lonely person, extraordinary things begin to happen.

I get along with all the women singers, but especially Dolly Parton. We talk the same hillbilly language.

My biggest hero, Gregory Peck, was my birthday present on April 14, 1973. I just sat and stared at him.

You can't be halfway in this business. If you don't meet the fans, you lose all you've got.

I can't imagine dating a boy, meeting him only outside the home. What's a home and family for if it's not the center of one's life?

Love isn't something you find. Love is something that finds you.

Jonas cast about in his mind for something to say. Long had he hoped for time alone with Caroline, but now that he was here with her, his tongue felt awkward.

Emotion choked her. "Since meeting you you've made me feel a lot of things. But not guilt. Not even when I kicked you." He smiled. "Glad to hear it. So what do you say we go check on your sister? I can almost picture her with her ear to the door." Through the door, Natalie said. "Damn right. Now bring my sister back out here.

His jaw locked. "You don't know shit about me." She put her hands at either side of his face and smiled with too much emotion. "You want to know what I think?" For some reason, tension pulled at him. "Probably some idiotic romanticized nonsense." When her confidence didn't falter, he made a sound of disgust. "All right, go ahead and tell me." "I think you're the one who doesn't know shit about you

Relationships in life don't really end, even if you never see the person again. Every person you've been close to lives on somewhere inside you. Your past lovers, your parents, your friends, people both alive and dead (symbolically or literally)--all of them evoke memories, conscious or not.

It's impossible to get to know people deeply and not come to like them.

The second people felt alone, I noticed, usually in the space between things—leaving a therapy session, at a red light, standing in a checkout line, riding the elevator—they picked up devices and ran away from that feeling. In a state of perpetual distraction, they seemed to be losing the ability to be with others and losing their ability to be with themselves.

Modern man thinks he loses something—time—when he does not do things quickly; yet he does not know what to do with the time he gains except kill it." Fromm was right; people didn't use extra time earned to relax or connect with friends or family. Instead, they tried to cram more in.

We are mirrors reflecting mirrors reflecting mirrors, showing one another what we can't yet see.

we grow in connection with others.

We marry our unfinished business.