Quotes About Connection

Ge verlangt naar iemand, en als ge met twee zijt blijkt het dat ge toch gelukkiger, geruster en goddelijk eenzamer waart, alleen.

En zij dacht aan hem zoals iemand na het onweer aan de bloempotten denkt, die buiten op de vensterbank stonden.

Well, let me tell you something, Caveman. You are here on account of one person. If it wasn't for that person, you wouldn't be here digging holes in the hot sun. You know who that person is?" "My no-good-dirty-rotten-pig-stealing-great-great-grandfather.

Always in my heart @Harry_Styles . Yours sincerely, Louis

No machine can replace the human spark: spirit, compassion, love and understanding.

The world, we'd discovered, doesn't love you like your family loves you.

It felt like a first date. Vega had never been on a first date. She could not remember sleeping with someone she hadn't been in a fistfight with first.

A house needs a grandma in it.

You don't need scores of suitors. You need only one… if he's the right one.

Fives feel so close to their mothers that they sometimes overestimate her ability to read their minds. They are often quick and a little impatient and don't always give all the necessary clues as to what they are talking about. Then they tend to be quite angry if she doesn't pick up on their story at once. It takes a quick wit to be a mother.

Eight-year-olds are quite normally all mixed up with their mothers. The mother-child relationship at this age is one of the strongest, deepest, most demanding, and yet most tangled to date.

Love thy neighbour as yourself, but choose your neighbourhood.

Between sisters, often, the child's cry never dies down. "Never leave me," it says; "do not abandon me."

Female friendships that work are relationships in which women help each other belong to themselves.

You have put your two hands upon me, and your mouth, You have said my name as a prayer. Here where trees are planted by water I have watched your eyes, cleansed from regret, And your lips, closed over all that love cannot say.

And what's the use of talking, if you already know that others don't feel what you feel?

You pile up associations the way you pile up bricks. Memory itself is a form of architecture.

You are born alone. You die alone. The value of the space in between is trust and love.

You are born alone. You die alone. The value of the space in between is trust and love. That is why geometrically speaking the circle is a one. Everything comes to you from the other. You have to be able to reach the other. If not you are alone…

It's a terribly trite thing to say, I know, but most of us have to be needed to be happy.

I like to know what my friends are thinking and feeling. If too long a time elapses without my checking up on these things, I find that where once was a friend there is now a pleasant stranger.

We don't have plays and music and contact with sophisticated minds, and a round of social engagements. All we have are sun and wind and rain, and space in which to move and breathe. All we have are the forests, and the calm expanses of the lakes, and time to call our own. All we have are the hunting and fishing and the swimming, and each other.

How many times in a life does a person get to feel an instant attraction for someone one has just met, the eyes locking, the sudden and overwhelming conviction that this is someone he or she is meant to know?

And here's the thing- when we have someone to say that- we feel annoyed with them. We grumble back. We have no idea how much we would miss having someone who has a bit of a go at us if they weren't there- irritation is a form of love and love the seedbed in which it flourishes. If we didn't care, we wouldn't be irritated.