Quotes About Connection

It's not that I want people to think I am smart, or even that I am a good writer. I write because I want to end my loneliness.

One day I wandered away from her and hid. I liked the way it felt to have someone look for me, to hear my name again and again. Oskar! Oskar! Maybe I didn't even like it, but I needed it right then.

I knew that we were sharing something with our eyes, but I didn't know what, and I didn't know if it mattered.

I wanted to shout myself into his ear.

I couldn't tell what he was feeling, because I couldn't speak the language of his feelings.

No one motorist can cause a traffic jam. But no traffic jam can exist without individual motorists. We are stuck in traffic because we are the traffic. The ways we live our lives, the actions we take and don't take, can feed the systemic problems, and they can also change them...

Being with him made my brain quiet.

I went to my grandmother... and asked her to write a letter. I hardly knew her. I didn't have any interest in knowing her. I have no need for the past, I thought, like a child. I did not consider that the past might have a need for me. What kind of letter? my grandmother asked. I told her to write whatever she wanted to write. You want a letter from me? she asked. I told her yes. Oh, God bless you, she said.

I like to see people reunited, maybe that's a silly thing, but what can I say, I like to see people run to each other, I like the kissing and the crying, I like the impatience, the stories that the mouth can't tell fast enough, the ears that aren't big enough, the eyes that can't take in all of the change, I like the hugging, the bringing together, the end of missing someone

What we forget about animals we begin to forget about ourselves.

So many days in their shared life. So many experiences. How had they managed to spend the previous sixteen years unlearning each other?

Why does watching a dog be a dog fill one with happiness?

For Nicole, my idea of beauty

I put my hands into the pockets of all his jackets

We need enormous pockets, pockets big enough for our families, and our friends, and even the people who aren't on our lists, people we've never met but still want to protect. We need pockets for boroughs and for cities, a pocket that could hold the universe. But I knew there couldn't be pockets that enormous. In the end, everyone loses everyone. There was no invention to get around that, and so I felt, that night, like the turtle that everything else in the universe was on top of.

How many hundreds of thousands of fingers brushing against each other does it take to make love? Why does anyone ever make love?

One weird thing is, I wonder if everyone's hearts would start to beat at the same time, like how women who live together have their menstrual periods at the same time, which I know about, but don't really want to know about.

Fish are divided from us by surfaces and silence.

It made me start to wonderif there were other people so loney so close. I thought about Eleanor Rigby. It's true, where do they all come from? And where do they all belong?

I'm telling you all of this because I'll never be your father, and you will always be my child.

I walked seven circles around you when we got married. I can't even find you now.

In the end, everyone loses everyone. There's no invention to get around that. And so, I felt that night like the turtle that everything in the universe was on top of.

she saw through the shell of me into the center of me … She went home with her father, the center of me followed her, but I was left with the shell of me

What's it about? she asked. It's about love. She laughed. They're all about love.