Quotes About Connection

from Out of the Darkness (book 2):Zoe met Eric's eyes. Even in her platforms she was still a few inches shorter than he was. "And what do you do?"His mouth quirked. "I set people on fire.

I am not much of a mind to touch

Silence is one of many forms of prayer.

Effie Seabright, we've been fated to meet you for a long time.

Still, he couldn't reconcile with the way he felt every time their eyes met, a feeling he had never forgotten that resonated with his very being.

How do you hate someone who pulled you from the brink of death, not once, but twice?

I'm not letting you go, Fiona, " he murmured before brushing his lips over hers. She tasted like heaven. And his. Only his. "I'm not going anywhere.

Your brain is a forest, And the nerves are trees.When the branches touch, Snaps jumps between the leaves.

All you need is one thought and one word. When you learn how to connect them, you can do anything you like.

I never seem to have any level of restraint with you, woman.

Charles, if you were here right now, I'd totally kiss you."He chuckled softly. "I get that a lot, but I doubt my boyfriend will approve.

What was silent in the father speaks in the son, and often I found in the son the unveiled secret of the father.

If the relationship of father to son could really be reduced to biology, the whole earth would blaze with the glory of fathers and sons.

His father watched him across the gulf of years and pathos which always must divide a father from his son.

All I ever wanted, all I ever needed was a father.

Father or stepfather - those are just titles to me. They don't mean anything.

Be kind to thy father, for when thou were young, who loved thee so fondly as he? He caught the first accents that fell from thy tongue, and joined in thy innocent glee.

Everyday I see a little more of my father in me.

Being a father, being a friend, those are the things that make me feel successful.

Orphans are the only ones who get to choose their fathers, and they love them twice as much.

To a father growing old nothing is dearer than a daughter.

How pleasant it is for a father to sit at his child's board. It is like an aged man reclining under the shadow of an oak which he has planted.

It is not flesh and blood, but heart which makes us fathers and sons.

Son, you outgrew my lap, but never my heart.