Quotes About Connection

There are so many people in the world, and I want to know them all but I don't even know my next-door neighbor's name.

I'm surprised, but I'm glad, I realise that this is what i wanted that night last week, to simply make a connection and keep hold of it.

All the emails I get these days start with sorry but I've been busy, and I don't understand how we can be so busy and then have nothing to say to each other.

Say excuse me but, really, I am actually very much in love with you.

History, as nearly no one seems to know, is not merely something to be read. And it does not refer merely, or even principally, to the past. On the contrary, the great force of history comes from the fact that we carry it within us, are unconsciously controlled by it in many ways, and history is literally present in all that we do. —JAMES BALDWIN

Politicians often talk too much and listen too little, which can be self-defeating, for in many instances the surer route to winning a friend is not to convince them that you are right but that you care what they

Leadership, Jefferson was learning, meant knowing how to distill complexity into a comprehensible message to reach the hearts as well as the minds of the larger world.

We were then, and are now, what Jackson called "one great family.

be together when it's

It tends to be more difficult to oppose—or at least to vilify—someone with whom you have broken bread and drunk wine. Caricatures

Henry David Thoreau once wrote, "When I hear music, I fear no danger. I am invulnerable. I see no foe. I am related to the earliest times, and to the latest.

So much of music builds on prior ideas and themes

If you treat people as monuments you limit the capacity to teach. (on Armchair Expert podcast)

Please ejaculate, I silently urged the man, so I can go to sleep. (In this way I imagine I was like millions of women before me

The biggest lie," he said, "is, The Internet is about you.

Why?" I asked, "What are you looking for?" There was a short silence. And Toto softly said, "I want to see if people like me.

Petter and I were probably peas in a pod.

When you gaze into the eyes of another person you can only see as far as his closed door. So take it as an opportunity to knock on that door. If he doesn't want to open the door you bow to him and you say, That's fine. When you're ready.

Given humans' tendency to see themselves as the pivots around which all creatures' lives spun, the bewildered travelers assumed the wolves were talking to them.

As I followed Mr. Harrison, I picked up his salty, sweet odor—it pervaded the whole apartment actually—and I liked it. It smelled alive.

Then between Sixth Street and Seventh Street, my mood was vastly improved when I passed a good-looking dog, a dark brown Lab. We locked eyes for a moment—two lovers from a former life reunited—and I felt quite happy.

Unlike most dog owners, I don't project onto him that he's my child, my son. Rather, it's a more disturbed relationship than that. I think of him as my dear friend whom I happen to live with. In that way, we're like two old-fashioned closeted bachelors who cohabitate and don't think the rest of the world knows we're lovers.

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Not only do you lose a person to death, but you lose their noise too—their noise and smells, gestures and facial expressions. You lose the way they talk and phrase things and laugh, the way they fill in your blanks without ever thinking about it or having to try. You lose things you love about them they don't even know they possess.