Quotes About Connection

When you know a friend is there you do not go to see him. Then he's gone and you blast your conscience to shreds that you did not see him.

They had spoken once, but there is not need for speech if it is only a habit anyway.

She looked at him suddenly and closely, to see how he had come so close so quickly. She looked for motive on his face, and found nothing but friendliness. Then she looked at the frayed seams on his white coat, and she was reassured.

I wonder how many people I've looked at all my life and never seen." ? John Steinbeck, The Winter of Our Discontent

Sto imparando una cosa importante, disse. La sto imparando ogni momento, tutt'i giorni. Quando stai male o magari hai bisogno o sei nei guai... va' dalla povera gente. Soltanto loro ti danno una mano... soltanto loro.

Says one time he went out in the wilderness to find his own soul, an' he foun' he didn' have no soul that was his'n. Says he foun' he jus' got a little piece of a great big soul. Says a wilderness ain't no good 'less it was with the rest, an' was whole.

Joseph stood at the bottom of the stairs and looked upward, waiting for her to reappear. He felt a desire to open his body for her inspection, so that she could see all the hidden things in him, even the things he did not know were there. That would be right, he thought. Then she would know the kind of man I am; and if she knew that she would be a part of me.

You've never had a quick jump in the hay in your life. I could learn, maybe. You couldn't fornicate if you wanted to. I could try. It would take love or hatred to arouse you, and either one would require a slow and stately procedure.

Maybe what I want ain't anywhere in the world, but I want it, so I think there is such a thing. I want a guy that's wide open. I want him to be a real guy, maybe even a tough guy, but I want a window in him. He can have his dukes up every other place but not with me. And he got to need the hell out of me. He got to be the kind of guy that if he aint' got me he ain't got nothing. And brother, that guys' going to have something!

Even Juan laughed then. Everyone laughed. And suddenly the bus was not full of strangers. Some chemical association was formed. Norma laughed hysterically. All the tension of the morning came out in her laughter.

He was a stranger to all the world, but he was not lonely.

If I'm a little late, don't go before I get there, will you? Would you like to carry my books home? Yes, said Cal. She looked at him long, full in the eyes, until he wanted to drop his gaze, and then she walked away toward her class.

Grandpa didn't die tonight. He died the minute you took 'im off the place [...] He was that place, an' he knowed it.

Then it occured to me that the elicate shades of feeling, of reaction, are the result of communication, and without such communication they tend to disappear. A man with nothing to say has no words.

The family met at the most important place, near the truck. The house was dead, and the fields were dead; but this truck was the active thing, the living principle.

If a story is not about the hearer he will not listen . . . A great lasting story is about everyone or it will not last. The strange and foreign is not interesting--only the deeply personal and familiar.

Arkana bakma, biri aray? kapat?yor olabilir...

His attention seemed tied to her face by a taut string.

Oh, I guess I'm physically able to father a child. That's not what I'm thinking. I'm too closely married to a quiet reading lamp.

And I here make a rule-a great and lasting story is about everyone or it will not last. The strange and foreign is not interesting-only the deeply personal and familiar.

In the delicate world of relationships, we are tied together for all time.

When two people meet, each one is changed by the other so you've got two new people.

No men really know about other human beings. The best you can do is to suppose that they are like himself.

And I get to tend the rabbits…Lennie giggled with happiness.