Quotes About Connection

It is in such small acts of kindness that people know they are loved. Which

Evening, and morning, and at noon will I pray, and cry aloud: and he shall hear my voice. —Psalm 55:17

This time his kiss was full and provocative, summoning sensations she had believed, had hop, were submerged too deeply to be awakened. But his fingers on her face, his mouth, his lips, stirred slumbering emotions and coaxed them to life. His hands moved to cup her head, to spread across her spine, and he crushed her against him as their kisses deepened.

You are so beautiful," he breathed. Standing over her, rampant in the moonlight, he gazed down at her body. "You are as lovely and as perfect as I imagined you would be." Afraid to believe, afraid to trust, she dared a look at him and felt her heart wrench when she read his expression and understood that she truly was whole and beautiful in his eyes. She was a magnificent to him as he was to her.

Pregnancy is getting company inside one's skin.

I love you Utanapishtim. Ziasudra. And if I die tonight, my only regret will be that we didn't have more time together. And if I die a thousand years from now, my only regret will be exactly the same. I love you, I love you. I love you

Keeping a professional distance had never been what Vince O'Mally did best. Hell, it was the one thing he wished he could do

I say, 'I will not be your weakness, Sean Kendrick.' Now he looks at me. He says, very softly, 'It's late for that, Puck.

Sam: You—you greatly overestimate my self-control." Grace: I'm not looking for self-control.

This is a love story. I never knew there were so many kinds of love or that love could make people do so many different things. I never knew there were so many different ways to say goodbye.

And then I opened my eyes and it was just Grace and me - nothing anywhere but Grace and me - she pressing her lips together as though she were keeping my kiss inside her, and me, holding this moment that was as fragile as a bird in my hands.

It is possible to be in love with you just because of who you are.

I just looked at her, feeling utterly empty. I didn't know what I was supposed to say to her. My life is in that bed. Please let me stay.

You're like a song that I heard when I was a little kid but forgot I knew until I heard it again.

Grace," I said, very softly. Say something." Sam," she said, and I crushed her to me.

Weak men gain their object when allied with strong associates: the brook reaches the ocean by the river?s aid.

Whether your writing is for personal journals or for publication, there are aspects we all share as writers.

I could see Mike and James sitting side by side, both of them gazing wordlessly into space. From what I could judge, they shared obsessions that were similar but not identical, a situation which made communion between them unworkable for the present.

I hope to bring people to God with my songs.

Whatever the mind does, the soul has perforce to suffer the consequences of it, because the soul and the mind are knotted together.

We effect more than we can possibly know. With every mood, every thought, every word, every gesture, we change our lives and our universe.

The purpose of human life is to expand love.

Love is universal and freely given, yet the ego insists that it be owned, that it obey the ego's stern dictates of when, how and where. In this, the ego will forever fail, for it is fighting the wrong battle. Love can never be limited or exist in separation or isolation.

Those who say religion has nothing to do with politics do not know what religion is.