Quotes About Connection

Those half-seconds, that the line of our gaze connected, were the only moment in my day that I felt anything at all. The sudden swoop of my stomach, the coursing anger. I was like a fish eyeing the hook.

There is no one like you," I said, at last. He regarded me a moment, in silence. "So?" Something in the way he spoke it drained the last of my anger from me. I had minded, once. But who was I to begrudge such a thing? As if he heard me, he smiled, and his face was like the sun.

The only thing that was clear was Glaucos' face, his handsome brow and earnest eyes, wet a little from his griefs but smiling always when he looked at me.

I have heard,' I said, 'that many find their trust in love.

Pero cuando se lleva una vida solitaria, se dan pocos precisos momentos en los que un alma se sumerge junto a otra, del mismo modo que, una vez al año, las estrellas rozan la tierra. Para mí Dédalo fue esa clase de constelación.

I had no right to claim him, I knew it. But in a solitary life, there are rare moments when another soul dips near yours, as stars once a year brush the earth. Such constellation was he to me.

those seconds, half seconds, that line of our gaze connected, were the only moment in my day that i felt anything at all

What had Deidameia thought would happen, I wondered, when she had her women dance for me? Had she really thought I would not know him? I could recognize him by touch alone, by smell; I would know him blind, by the way his breaths came, and his feet struck the earth. I would know him in death, at the end of the world.

i would know him blind, by the way his breaths came and his feet struck the earth. I would know him in death, at the end of the world

Fue extraño, pero me descubrí intentando no ser una decepción para él

This, and this and this and this.

Je le reconnaîtrais rien qu'au toucher, ou à son odeur, je le reconnaîtrais si j'étais aveugle, aux seuls bruits de sa respiration et de ses pas martelant le sol. Je le reconnaîtrais dans la mort, à la fin du monde.

Me desadormeció la presión de su nariz sobre la mía; no dejó de insistir cuando me aferré a las hebras de mis sueños.

His skin is familiar as my own beneath my fingers. I listen to his breath, warm upon the night air, and somehow I am comforted. He does not mean that it does not hurt. He does not mean that we are not frightened. Only that: we are here. This is what it means to swim in the tide, to walk the earth and feel it touch your feet. This is what it means to be alive.

could recognize him by touch alone, by smell; I would know him blind, by the way his breaths came and his feet struck the earth. I would know him in death, at the end of the world.

But in a solitary life, there are rare moments when another soul dips near yours, as stars once a year brush the earth. Such a constellation he was to me.

I reached for his hand and took it. I have no need to forgive you. You cannot offend me. They were rash words, but I said them with all the conviction of my heart.

Duydu?uma göre," dedim, "pek çok ki?i güveni a?kta buluyormu?.

Deli olmayan bütün varl?klar?n arkada?a ihtiyac? vard?r.

But in a solitary life, as stars once a year brush the earth. Such a constellation was he to me.

Quise despertarle para verle abrir los párpados, un espectáculo del que nunca me cansaba a pesar de haberlo visto miles de veces.

Byli?my jak bogowie u zarania ?wiata, a nasza rado?? by?a tak promienna, ?e nie widzieli?my niczego poza sob? nawzajem.

It will be all right. He does not mean that it does not hurt. He does not mean that we are not frightened. Only that: we are here. This is what it means to swim in the tide, to walk the earth and feel it touch your feet. This is what it means to be alive.

After that, I was craftier with my observation, kept my head down and my eyes ready to leap away. But he was craftier still. At least once a dinner he would turn and catch me before I could feign indifference. Those seconds, half-seconds, that the line of our gaze connected, were the only moment in my day that I felt anything at all. The sudden swoop of my sotmach, the coursing anger. I was like a fish eyeing the hook.