Quotes About Connection

I taste the honey from a flower named Blue Way down in California And New York drowns as we held hands

Say hello to my mother and father...the Earth and Space.

When you leave New York you ain't going anywhere.

find yourself a lover who will glue you to the floor

Under the heavens and under the sea there's a friend I don't know, who holds the right key.

Telefonun çalm?yorsa bil ki benim.

This is a present from a small, distant world, a token of our sounds, our science, our images, our music, our thoughts and our feelings. We are attempting to survive our time so we may live into yours.

You only have to have two loves in your life: for God, and for the person in front of you at any particular time.

Mrs. Annie Duitscher from Baltimore came by. In 1882, when she was eleven years old, she saw President [William] McKinley going up the street and moved forward to shake hands him. Her father said 'We're just common folks. You can't shake hands with the president.' And now she's 106 years old and came by to shake hands with me. She's very lively and witty, and I enjoyed meeting with her.

EMOTIONALLY UNHEALTHY PEOPLE ARE LIKE HEAT-SEEKING MISSILES. THEY HAVE A WAY OF FINDING EACH OTHER.

Fiction, when it's done right, does in the daylight what dreams do at night: we leave the confines of our own experiences and go to common ground, where for a time we are not alone. Where we don't have to ask how it feels, because we feel it for ourselves.

I thought, you see, that there must be some connection between money and memorable experience; between rare wine and rare intelligence. In short, I was a romantic idiot.

Todos estão loucos, neste mundo? Porque a cabeça da gente é uma só, e as coisas que há e que estão para haver são demais de muitas, muito maiores diferentes, e a gente tem de necessitar de aumentar a cabeça, para o total. Todos os sucedidos acontecendo, o sentir forte da gente — o que produz os ventos. Só se pode viver perto de outro, e conhecer outra pessoa, sem perigo de ódio, se a gente tem amor.

Eles se disseram, assim eles dois, coisas grandes em palavras pequenas, ti a mim, me a ti, e tanto. Contudo, e felizes, alguma outra coisa se agitava neles, confusa - assim rosa-amor-espinhos-saudade.

Todo amor não é uma espécie de comparação?

Se ninguém entende ninguém, e ninguém nunca entenderá nada, jamis; esta é a prática verdade.

Learn to breathe, learn to speak , but first ..learn to feel

I know why we try to keep the dead alive: we try to keep them alive in order to keep them with us.

When I am near the end of a book, I have to sleep in the same room with it.

Dolphins, I learned from J. Worden of the Harvard Child Bereavement Study at Massachusetts General Hospital, had been observed refusing to eat after the death of a mate. Geese had been observed reacting to such a death by flying and calling, searching until they themselves became disoriented and lost.

When I began writing these pages I believed their subject to be children, the ones we have and the ones we wish we had, the ways in which we depend on our children to depend on us, the ways in which we encourage them to remain children, the ways in which they remain more unknown to us than they do to their more casual acquaintances; the ways in which we remain equally opaque to them.

Another thing I need to do, when I'm near the end of the book, is sleep in the same room with it...Somehow the book doesn't leave you when you're asleep right next to it.

She hoped that although he could not hear her she could somehow imprint her ordinary love upon his memory through all eternity, hoped he would rise thinking of her, we were each other, we were each other, not that it mattered much in the long run but what else mattered as much.

For forty years I saw myself thru John's eyes. I did not age.