Quotes About Connection

Religion explains how it is possible to relate to the dead who still live. It says little about how ordinary people should relate to the living who are dead.

To make people feel special you don't have to pay money but rather pay attention.

Home is where the people who live there need me to come home to them, and worry about me when I'm gone. There's no such place on this earth, no matter how far I drive.

You are mine, but you are not mine. I am yours, but you hardly know it.

Some men are great enough that they can love a whole woman, and not just part of her.

The Maker is the one who is part of what he makes.

We can wash people in the water all we want, but we can never wash their parents out of their hearts.

I hope I am remembered by my children as a good father.

I think it's impossible to really understand somebody, what they want, what they believe, and not love them the way they love themselves.

Life is full of grief, to exactly the degree we allow ourselves to love other people.

We're born alone, we live alone, we die alone. Only through our love and friendship can we create the illusion for the moment that we're not alone.

We come into the world alone, we die alone, we live alone. Love and friendship is the nearest thing that we can find to create the illusion that we are not totally alone

El amor, a quien pintan ciego, es vidente y perspicaz porque el amante ve cosas que el indiferente no ve y por eso ama

May it be the real I who speaks. May it be the real Thou that I speak to. —C. S. Lewis

René Dubois, "Piensa globalmente, actúa localmente"

As Simone Weil and others have established beyond question, only someone in touch with the eternal can hope to be eternally relevant—and faithful too.

The heart of the life of faith in answer to the call of God is a call to a relationship, and a relationship of love.

Love does not end,it does not corrupt end it does not wear out,what ends up is the capacity of the human being to love.

As long as I can make them laugh, it doesn't matter how, I'll be alright. If I succeed in that, the human beings probably won't mind it too much if I remain outside their lives. The one thing I must avoid is becoming offensive in their eyes: I shall be nothing, the wind, the sky.

People talk of "social outcasts." The words apparently denote the miserable losers of the world, the vicious ones, but I feel as though I have been a "social outcast" from the moment I was born. If ever I meet someone society has designated as an outcast, I invariably feel affection for him, an emotion which carries me away in melting tenderness.

I want to spend my time with people who don't look to be respected. But such good people won't want to spend their time with me.

I hope I meet lots of people with lovely eyes.

I know that I am liked by other people, but I seem to be deficient in the faculty to love others. (I should add that I have very strong doubts as to whether even human beings really possess this faculty.)

Even now it comes as a shock if by chance I notice in the street a face resembling someone I know however slightly, and I am at once seized by a shivering violent enough to make me dizzy.