Quotes About Connection

It's the irony or maybe the tragedy of being a fan that it's not enough to let the music enter you like a drug or define and shape the world for you. You also want to somehow touch it and have it affirm you in more direct ways, whether you're playing a riff like Chuck Berry or singing like Buddy Holly or buying Keith Richards's guitar—or actually meeting your idols. In

When you hear the things that people have gone through and realize you've gone through the same, it provides an amazing amount of relief. It gives us hope. And I think that's what we're supposed to get from each other. The

I think the pastime of chatting or candidly talking to people about anything or nothing is fading away. People don't even want to leave voice messages anymore, let alone talk. We keep a distance from each other because we can. It's odd and sad. Because just by talking to each other, we can put all the aspects and challenges and joys and horrors of life into perspective, even if that is not what we are talking about. It's relieving, comforting, and enjoyable.

Have you ever had that moment when you are updating your status and you realize that every status update is just a variation on a single request: "Would someone please acknowledge me?

People don't talk to each other about real things because they're afraid of how they'll be judged.

Have you ever had one of those moments when you look up and realize that you're one of those people you see on the train talking to themselves?

We're all carrying around some shit. When you hear the things people have gone through and realize you've gone through the same, it provides an amazing amount of relief. It give us hope. And I think that's what we're supposed to get from each other. The hope that, maybe, just maybe, we're going to be okay. Maybe.

People don't talk to each other about real things because they're afraid of how they'll be judged. Or

bridges were thus essential

immersing people from the surrounding countryside in the River Glen every day from sunrise until sunset.

He turns to blood. Love at first sight, no doubt about it. VIOLA has not seen him. She is doing a daughter's duty among her parents' friends. The guests form up to begin a changing-partners dance (the very same one you get in every ROMEO and JULIET).

WILL finds the loose end and spins her naked.

As WILL embraces her, VIOLA's eyes flicker open (shielded by WILL from the audience) and the lovers look at each other for a moment as WILL and VIOLA rather than as 'ROMEO' and 'JULIET.' Their eyes are wet with tears.

Falling as deeply in love with as many people, places, and things as you possibly can -- that's the best revenge on the unjust brevity of this fragile life.

Simple kindness as a means to no other end than itself is not something that springs up and flourishes on its own. Compassion is cultivated. Empathy needs watching over. It's not enough to simply plant the seeds. Their fruits are not native to the soil. Left to itself, the untended heart grows cold.

I may not always be with you But when we're far apart Remember you will be with me Right inside my heart

I always remembered that when I saw people get married they got on a rocketship and went to Planet Happiness, Population: Them.

There never was a Child so lovely but his Mother was glad to see him asleep. —Ralph Waldo Emerson

Thus I discovered that if one is the least bit welcoming in one's treatment of it, a word never comes alone. It brings along with it all those that belong to its clan...102

For people to understand me when I travel, I speak with my hands.

Besides, it's always other people who die.

As soon as we start putting our thoughts into words and sentences everything gets distorted, language is just no damn good—I use it because I have to, but I don't put any trust in it. We never understand each other.

Ce n'est ni l'amitié ni la bonté qui nous manquent, mais nous qui manquons à l'amitié et à la bonté.

Ik wil branden in het vuur van mijn gevoelens. Ik wil alles, want alleen als ik alles heb weet ik dat ik iets ben. Ik wil meegevoerd worden om de zinloosheid van mijn bestaan te vergeten en ik wil de ander vervoering, onderdompeling en overgave geven en laten ondergaan om duidelijk te maken dat er niets is buiten mij, dat ik de kern van haar bestaan ben, dat het nergens beter is en dat ik alles verdien wat zij kan geven.