Quotes About Connection

Love is not something you can force, It will happen or it won't.

Listen. Hear the language that isn't spoken, for everyone can hear spoken words, but only a few can hear the heart that beats behind them.

I know you've never wanted to hear this, but after yesterday I have to say it…" He paused, swallowed, as if afraid. "I love you. I love you with every breath, with every thought that's inside me. I've loved you from the first time I kissed you on that ledge. Even before that.

I think I don't care anymore, as long as you're in my arms.

Last time we danced we were knee deep in grass," I said. "And now there's not even a chain between us," Jase whispered. "Maybe we don't need one anymore.

Love didn't even seem like the right word to explain how I felt about her. The word seemed too small, too used, too simple,

He rolled up on one elbow, looking down at me, the stars dusting his cheekbones. "Honey?" He kissed my forehead. "Spring?" He kissed my chin. "You are a good bit of trouble, Kazi of Brightmist." "I try my best.

Hold on to me. Let me show you the stars.

I wondered how I had not seen how beautiful his eyes were the first time we met.

I only need you, Kazi, that's all I need.

Love didn't even seem like the right word to explain how I felt about her. The word seemed too small, too used, too simple, and everything I felt about her seemed complicated and rare as wide as the world.

We held hands. We crossed a line. We made one another braver.

I want to pull you close and never let you go," he whispered (pg 234)

I wondered what it would be like to have someone who knew me so well, someone who would look right into my soul, someone whose very touch sent all other thoughts from my mind. I tried to imagine someone who hungered for the same things I did and wanted to spend the rest of his life with me, and not because it fulfilled a loveless agreement on paper.

The spoon tumbled from my hand, and I fell down onto his chest, holding him, my face pressed into his neck. His arms circled around me, holding me as tight as I held him.

Right now my only plan is to kiss my wife. And I am fairly certain not even the gods can derail that.

The question of whether it was a show was swept aside, forgotten. There may have been other secrets between us, but this much was true and honest-- I wanted to be in his arms, and he wanted to be in mine.

I love you, Kazi of Brightmist, and I will never stop loving you, not through a thousand tomorrow's.

Is it asking too much to want to be loved? To look into someone's eyes and see—" Her voice cracked, and there was more silence. "And see tenderness. To know that he truly wants to be with you and share his life with you.

I love you... When I asked What is this? I already knew. I knew what I felt, what I was certain you felt too, but I was afraid to say it, because it was all new to me. It seemed too soon, too impossible. But everything about us didn't just feel right, it felt like something rare, something delicate that I was afraid of breaking. Something that only comes along once in a lifetime.

It was our story. It didn't have to have a happy beginning or a happy ending, but the middle was a feast at a banquet, a rich, soapy bath, a night's rest at an inn and a full stomach, a warm chest nestled up against my back, the soft heat of lips at my nape, stories whispered in my ear.

Hold on to each other because that is what will save you. Out of many you are one now. You are family. I look to our put-together family. Non want to be here any more than I do. We are all different. We argue. We wave our fists. But we hold each other too. We grow together, strong like the circle of trees in the valley.

A thousand times over, Kazi,' I whispered. 'I would marry you more than a thousand times.

Then hold on to me," he said. "Let me show you the stars.