Quotes About Connection

History is context.

I smooth out the snapshot and look into his face, and do and do not see my own.

I love you, she whispered, but it was more a plea than a declaration and in any case he made no response.

The only thing that will defeat me will be if you don't love me the way i love you

To think that we might easily have gone through life not knowing each other, missing all this free flow of love and ideas and warmth and sharing... We share really almost everything. (Avis DeVoto to Julia Child)

No sabem res dels altres, ni ens importa; en canvi, voldriem que els altres ens coneguessin a fons. El nostre afany de ser compresos només es pot comparar amb la nostra desgana per comprendre ningú.

I could picture him gray and gaunt, looking out from an armchair, braving the worst. I knew how he'd be; I knew him. He'd be glad to see me by then, more than glad. I could feel myself wishing it were that time now.

And how could the Internet bring him to her, if he wasn't showing up on his own two feet?

there was a real kiss—a sudden revelation of him in tongue and lip.

to have a lover and friend in one was the best love of all.

One of the most powerful aspects of friendship is the alleviation of loneliness. When another person indicates that they understand us, that we are no longer alone, there's an expansion of joy in our chests, a feeling like no other. All of us live in solitary confinement, waiting for a friend to appear and set us free. Etched on the key that welcome rescuer holds are these words: I understand you.

Parents don't get to call in and take a day off. As always, the sight of her filled me with such an unbearable ache of love that it nearly knocked me to my knees. How could one small person have become my entire existence? I couldn't even imagine life without her. She was the sum total of my reason for living. Picking

What I really wanted — and needed — were friends of my own. People who would like and accept me for myself. Once

If I could only meet Sally in the silent reading room of the public library, it wouldn't make any difference.

laughed and so did Hannah. They were

Lecture your children every day. You may not know what they did wrong, but they do!

You're talking to me." "Yes

It's never too late to come home, he said, and pulled me gently, insistently toward him.All you have to do...is stop moving away.

Guilleaume left La Praline with a small bag of florentines in his pocket; before he had turned the corner of avenue des Francs Bourgeois I saw him stoop to offer one to the dog. A pat, a bark, a wagging of the short stubby tail. As I said, some people never have to think about giving.

It isn't just a village. The houses aren't just places to live. Everything belongs to everybody. Everyone belongs to everyone else. Even a single person can make a difference.

Their love was something which coloured the air between them like sunlight.

At such times I feel I could die for love of her, my little stranger, my heart swelling dangerously so that the only release is to run too, my red coat flapping around my shoulders like wings, my hair a comet's tail in the patchy blue sky.

The advantage of travel is that after a while you begin to realize that wherever you go, most people aren't really all that much different.

You may be a foreigner, but you have the heart of a Frenchman.