Quotes About Connection

He nodded, still holding her gaze in that way he had that convinced her that not only could he read her mind, but he could see right through her. Inside her.

that while maybe his family didn't always understand him, he'd never taken the time to understand them either.

Aidan realized he'd wasted a lot of time waiting for the perfect woman, when all he really wanted was someone to laugh with him the rest of his life.

Every time they so much as looked at each other, the air crackled. He hadn't yet decided if that was good or bad, but he was definitely leaning towards bad.

Please don't look at me like that," she whispered. "Like what?" "Like you love me." His heart stopped. Just stopped. "I think I do," he said.

Well, perhaps you've caught me at a rare moment of weakness. The greatest gift is to be loved as I have been loved. As I love.

We are the link to the past, the anchor to the present, and the bridge to the future."28

was deeply inspired by this story of a grandmother's faith now influencing the great-grandchildren she never even met. My frequent and

We want to issue a challenge to you: Pray together for your marriage each day for sixty days. If sixty days seems too long, commit to thirty.

Love is another kind of power, which shouldn't surprise you. Magic comes from emotions, among other things. And when two people are together, in that intimacy, when they really, selflessly love each other it changes them both. It lingers on in the energy of their lives, even when they are apart.

There's nothing that makes you more insane than family. Or more happy. Or more exasperated. Or more . . . secure.

People love dogs. You can never go wrong adding a dog to the story.

Alone. It's one of those small words that means entirely too much. Like fear. Or trust.

Nearly everyone underestimates how powerful the touch of another person's hand can be. The need to be touched is something so primal, so fundamentally a part of our existence as human beings that its true impact upon us can be difficult to put into words. That power doesn't necessarily have anything to do with sex, either. From the time we are infants, we learn to associate the touch of a human hand with safety, with comfort, with love.

I found him in a Dumpster one day when he was a kitten and he promptly adopted me. Despite my struggles, Mister had been an understanding soul, and I eventually came to realize that I was a part of his little family, and by his gracious consent was allowed to remain in his apartment. Cats. Go figure.

Body or mind, heart or soul, we're all human, and we're supposed to feel pain. You cut yourself off from it at your own risk.

Being here? With you? I've met my subconscious, and he's not that sick.

She gave me a hard look. No one likes a wiseass, Harry. Are you kidding? As long as the wiseass is talking to someone else , people love 'em.

It isn't complicated. You just open up and let someone in. And whatever comes after that, you face it together.

Bob wasn't precisely a friend to me but... I was used to him. In a way he was family, the mouthy, annoying, irritable cousin who was always insulting you but who was definitely at Thanksgiving dinner. I had never considered the possibility that one day he might be something else.

When a group comes together around something they love," I said, "it changes things. It changes how they see one another. It becomes a community. Something greater than the sum of its parts.

She put her hands on his face, and whispered Death is nothing to me, chala. Not if we are together. Death is not to be feared. She leaned forward and kissed his mouth, very gently. Then she rested her forehead against his. Being taken from one another. That terrifies me. It terrifies me. I will go to any wasted wilderness, to any horrible city, into any nightmare to keep you at my side, chala, and never flinch. I never have. But do not ask me to leave you.

Sometimes the only way to carry a heavy burden is to share it with another

I leaned into Karrin a little and said, next to her ear, You ready for this? Only a lunatic is ready for this, she said. I could hear her smile as she spoke. Then she turned her head and, before I could react, planted a kiss right on my mouth. I almost fell off the Harley. She drew her head back, flashed me a wicked little smile, and said, For luck. Star Wars -style. You are so hot right now, I told her.