Quotes About Connection

I will choose from my intimate memories what's fitting: the scent of wrinkled sheets after making love is the scent of grass after rain. — Mahmoud Darwish, from "Dense Fog Over The Bridge," If I Were Another: Poems . Translated by Fady Joudah. (Farrar, Straus and Giroux; 1 edition, October 27, 2009) Originally published 2009.

Thus, lethargic letters, which carry no value when separate, build a house when they come together.

She says: When are we gonna meet? I say: After a year and a war She says: When does the war end? I say: The time we meet

Don't tell the beloved, you are I and I am you, say the opposite of that: we are two guests of an excess, fugitive cloud.

From afar, the poems come. I resemble you, yet I do not become you. I become you, yet I do not resemble you.

How do I say I miss you in a way that will make your heart ache as mine does?

How much I love you! How much you are you! and intimidated by his own soul: There is no I now, but she is now in me. No she, but I am in her fragility. How I fear For my dream, lest it see a dream that is not she at The end of this song… — Mahmoud Darwish, from "The Strangers' Walk," Why Did You Leave the Horse Alone? , trans. by Mohammad Shaheen ( Hesperus Press, 2014)

If you asked me how many times you came in my mind, I would say once. Because you came, and never left.

There must be a secret. There must be an ongoing secret for love to remain a surprise and a gift.

She says: When are we going to meet? I say: After a year and a war She says: When does the war end? I say: When we meet

If the olive trees knew the hands that planted them, their oil would become tears

What would happen if I were to become A child again? And I returned to you… and you returned to me.

I have passed by many eyes, but I only got lost in yours.

they asked "do you love her to death? i said "speak of her over my grave and watch how she brings me back to life

Penetrate the heart of just one drop of water, and you will be flooded by a hundred oceans.

Penetrate the heart of just one drop of water, and you will be flooded by a hundred oceans. Mahmûd Shabistarî

What has mattered, always, is that they're together, and everything else falls away.

Love at first sight was a common romantic theme, but he could not recall reading about love at the umpteenth thousandth meeting

Me di cuenta de que sin palabras los humanos nos convertimos en bestias y perdemos la cordura

No human being, particularly a young, attractive woman, is so alone that there is no one to miss her when she disappears.

I've kind of been crushing on this girl. Up until now, I've been semi-content just saying "Hi" from time-to-time but now I really want to call her up and ask her out. I guess that means I've finally fallen for her all the way, doesn't it?

Set up the listening. Prepare who you are talking to for what you want them to hear. Get people to listen as a possibility rather than a problem.

So? You think people stop talking to you when they are dead?

instead of being in history he was in love