Quotes About Connection

A vida só se dá para quem se deu.

Drink, my angel; everything I have inside me is yours, soak it up through the paper, through the sleeve of my coat. Suck my blood out of the hollow of my elbow where you are lying, where you are keeping warm. It's just as you please, it will always be just as you please from now on.

We embraced again, we wanted to engulf each other. We had cast off our families, the world, time, certainty. Clasping her against my gaping open heart, I wanted to draw Isabelle inside. Love is an exhausting invention. Isabelle, Thérèse, I pronounced in my head, getting used to the magical simplicity of our two names.

I contemplated her, I was remembering her in this present, I had her beside me from last moment to last moment. When you are in love you are always on a railway platform.

It's incredible," she sighed. My eyebrows brushed Isabelle's eyebrows. "It's incredible the way I'm seeing you

Ses lèvres cherchaient des Thérèse dans mes cheveux, dans mon cou, dans les plis de mon tablier, entre mes doigts, sur mon épaule. Que ne puis-je me reproduire mille fois et lui donner mille Thérèse. Je ne suis que moi-même. C'est trop peu.

Le atemorizaban las presencias porque podían fundirse en ausencia

Quand on aime on est toujours sur le quai d'une gare.

This is my country, that is your country; these are the conceptions of narrow souls - to the liberal minded the whole world is a family.

Lat., Now I know what love is.

Love begets love, love knows no rules, this is the same for all.

In Biology Patrick and I were like two pencils in a box, parallel but not alive to each other, my guilty feelings stifling my common sense.

We weren't put on Earth to exclude each other.

There's a million stories glistening in her eyes if you just have time to look.

The only cure for loneliness be givin'. When you be givin' you ain't got time to think 'bout what you don't got. But you got to give with your heart. You got to give from your heart. That's the only sure way to beat back that old demon o' loneliness.

personally acquainted with them,

That is the Bregdan Principle… Every life that has been lived until today is a part of the woven braid of life. It takes every person's story to create history. Your life will help determine the course of history. You may think you don't have much of an impact. You do. Every action you take will reflect in someone else's life. Someone else's decisions. Someone else's future. Both good and bad.

Every life that has been lived until today is a part of the woven braid of life. It takes every person's story to create history. Your life will help determine the course of history. You may think you don't have much of an impact. You do. Every action you take will reflect in someone else's life. Someone else's decisions. Someone else's future. Both good and bad. My

stops every now and again to check on ya.

Every life that has been lived until today is a part of the woven braid of life. It takes every person's story to create history. Your life will help determine the course of history. You may think you don't have much of an impact. You do. Every action you take will reflect in someone else's life. Someone else's decisions. Someone else's future. Both good and bad.

I call myself a wordkeeper, or a keeper of words. I enjoy words and looking at them on all sides… Words are magnificent… They form rhythms of living in meaningful prose… It is the force of my desire, my wish to make myself understood, that powers these words.

We are here," I said, "just to stagger on. To be nice to each other. To be kind. That's all there is to it. Life is," I went on, warming to my theme, "one big mystery. If you ask what it means you just waste time when you could be making someone else's life happier.

I cling to the beauty and strength of nature and all wild creatures with a passion born of certainty that only through them can i retain my perspective about life and my own part in it.

In the very earliest times, when both people and animals lived on earth, a person could become an animal if he wanted to, and an animal could become a human being. Sometimes they were people and sometimes animals and there was no difference. All spoke the same language. That was the time when words were like magic. NALUNGLAQ, A NETSILIK ESKIMO