Quotes About Connection

Here's what I hadn't realized : the mother you haven't seen for almost 36 years isn't your mother. She is a stranger. Sharing DNA does not make you fast friends. This was not a joyous reunion. It was just awkward.

He doesn't look people in the eye. He says that's how someone can steal your soul.

Best place to be? Adrienne asks after a moment. On the other side of this wall. In my bed, at home. Anywhere with Nathaniel. Before, I answer, because I know she'll understand.

When was the last time he'd been swallowed whole by love?

Why didn't you tell me? Delia says, stung. Why don't any of us tell you anything? I respond. We love you.

I meant I like feeling you're mine.

I don't really understand this. When you have so many people, each one inevitably fascinating, why would you limit yourself to only those like you?

There are building blocks of love and the very bottom layer is comfort. (from Vanishing Acts)

With each word that passes my lips, I feel less heavy. It is as if I am giving him sentences made of stones, and the more I relay, the more of the burden he is carrying.

It was that she truly believed you could be fourteen when you learned how love could change the speed your blood ran through you, how it made you dream in kaleidoscope color. It was that Trixie knew she couldn't have loved Jason this hard if he hadn't loved her that way too.

My father died last year," Thomas said. "I still look for him in crowds.

I had become a bridge between the natural world and the human one. I fit into both places and belonged to neither. Half of my heart lived with the wild wolves, the other half lived with my family. In case you cannot do the math: no one can survive with half a heart.

That's why we read fiction, isn't it? To remind us that whatever we suffer, we're not the only ones?

What I think is that there is no perspective in grief, or in love. How can there be, when one person becomes the center of the universe - either because he has been lost or because he has been found?

I think it is a matter of love: the more you love a memory, the stronger and stranger it is. —Vladimir Nabokov

When I see him, his frame filling the doorway, I do not feel passion, excitement. I can't remember if I ever have. He makes me feel comfortable, like a favorite pair of shoes.

When the matriarch is gone, so is the herd's collective memory.

A dutiful mother is someone who follows every step her child makes," I said. "And a good mother?" I lifted my gaze to Charlotte's. "Is someone whose child wants to follow her.

When you fall in love, it's because you find someone who fills all your empty spaces. When you fall out of love, it's because you realize that you're both broken.

Jei atiduodi kam nors savo šird?, o tie žmon?s miršta, ar jie nusineša j? su savim? Ar likusi? amžinyb?s dal? praleidi su kiauryme, kurios ne?manoma užpildyti?

Me, I like him because of one of Rocco's other things: he doesn't look people in the eye. He says that's how someone can steal your soul.

It's an odd luxury, knowing someone's got my back.

Waste cilake, Sioux for I love you

we have more in common than we have differences.