Quotes About Connection

It seemed an odd coincidence, but then that was the nature of coincidence, Juliet supposed--it always seemed odd.

I need to talk to you." "People always say that," Hartley said grimly, "but usually what they need is not to talk.

It wasn't that Theo believed in religion, or a God, or an afterlife. He just knew it was impossible to feel this much love and for it to end.

Neither of them wanted to be close to their father in life, so why would they want to be close to him in death?

Art is anything created by one person and enjoyed by another.

And together they had committed a hideous act, the kind of thing that binds you to someone forever, whether you like it or not.

It had nothing in common with what he and Margaret did in bed, where he always felt he was imposing an indignity on her and she was trying to pretend he wasn't.

Well, you know, Ruby, people are given the mother they need for a particular incarnation. But then she shrugs helplessly because neither of us can think why we needed Bunty.

And sometimes, too, she knew what someone was about to say before they said it or what mundane incident was about to occur—if a dish was about to be dropped or an apple thrown through a glasshouse, as if these things had happened many times before. Words and phrases echoed themselves, strangers seemed like old acquaintances.

They were turning into Wallace and Gromit, he could feel it. Soon he'd be calling the dog lad and sharing cheese and crackers with it. There were worse things, he supposed.

When he stepped off the train in Waverley Station yesterday, he had been expecting the 50 percent of his genes that were Scottish to recognize their heritage. He thought perhaps he would discover an emotional link with a past he'd never known, walk down a street and the faces would feel familiar, turn a corner or climb a stair and there would be an epiphany of sorts, but in fact Edinburgh felt more foreign to him than Paris did.

Alle Menschen werden Brüder.

Viola hadn't seen Sunny for nearly ten years and in the interim he had turned into a complete human being. ("Perhaps the two things aren't unrelated," Bertie said.)

She thought of Dr Kellet and Pindar. Become such as you are, having learned what that is. She knew what that was now. She was Ursula Beresford Todd and she was a witness. She opened her arms to the black bat and they flew to each other, embracing the air like long-lost souls. This is love, Ursula thought. And the practice of it makes it perfect.

That was the good thing about Julia, her family background was even more fucked up than his. They were a pair of freakishly bereaved people.

Did he know what love was? The love for a father, a sister, for a dog even, yes, but between a husband and wife? Two lives knitted inextricably together. Or yoked and harnessed. (That's the point, Sylvie said, otherwise we would all run wild.)

Pam wasn't what Gloria would have called a friend, just someone she had known for so long that she had given up trying to get rid of her.

As a kid, being with her was easy; it was the nearest to heaven I've ever been.

Boys do tell you how they really feel. I think you just have to be in the right place at the right time or maybe be the right person

Half delirious, I slipped my hands around Whit's thick neck. The second Idid he got confident.His mouth moved over mine in a rough, unpracticed, awkward back-and-forth motion, so fast it was as if he was trying to create fire with our lips.

Evan stopped completely. He was staring at her with those intense eyes. Staring right into her. Just like he had in those couple of moments when she had thought for a split second, that he wanted to kiss her.

Do I make you nervous? He asked. I shook my head. He pulled me back slightly, looked me in the eye, and smiled. Liar. And then he kissed me.

We've a bond, haven't we, Goaty? Fellow victims. Partners in survival. Though God knows what my mum will say If I try and take him home...

Who can tell what metals the gods use in forging the subtle bond which we call sympathy, which we might as well call love.