Quotes About Connection

We are the meeting place, an entity that's trying to connect faith and culture.

Love grows. Lust wastes by Enjoyment, and the Reason is, that one springs from an Union of Souls, and the other from an Union of Sense.

They that love beyond the world cannot be separated by it. Death is but crossing the world, as friends do the seas; they live in one another still.

Between a man and his wife nothing ought to rule but love.

Death is but crossing the world, as friends do the seas; they live in one another still. For they must needs be present, that love and live in that which is omnipresent. In this divine glass, they see face to face; and their converse is free as well as pure. This is the comfort of friends, that though they may be said to die, yet their friendship and society are, in the best sense, ever present, because immortal.

Death is but crossing the world, as friends do the seas; they live in one another still.

Let us try what love will do.

Let us see what love can do.

This is the comfort of friends, that though they may be said to die, yet their friendship and society are, in the best sense, ever present, because immortal.

Never marry but for love; but see that thou lovest what is lovely.

How many husbands and wives must believe they have fallen out of love because their hearts no longer race at the sight of their beloveds!

But I'll tell you something, Father; you give me Regan's identical twin: same face, same voice, same smell, same everything down to the way she dots her i's, and still I'd know in a second that it wasn't really her! I'd know it! I'd know it in my gut and I'm telling you I know that thing upstairs is not my daughter! I know it! I know!

Your mother's in here, Karras. Would you like to leave a message? I'll see that she gets it.

How many husbands and wives," Merrin uttered sadly, "must believe they have fallen out of love because their hearts no longer race at the sight of their beloveds.

Karl made a dash across the room, got ahead of Karras and pulled the front door open for him. They exchanged brief glances, and then Karras stepped out into the rainy night.

Se preguntaba por qué el amor había esperado tanto, por qué había aguardado hasta el momento en que los límites del contacto y la renuncia humana se habían reducido al tamaño de aquel recordatorio que llevaba en la billetera: In Memoriam...

Cuántos maridos y mujeres —exclamó con tristeza— creerán que ya no se aman porque sus corazones no se conmueven al verse! ¡Ah, Dios querido!

MY BROTHER HURTS. I SHARE HIS PAIN. I MEET GOD IN HIM.

He is a man who seems to ache at the slightest parting, always turning when he leaves you for a long glance back as if against the possibility he might never see you again

He wondered why love had waited for this distance, waited for the moment when he need not touch, when the limits of contact and human surrender had dwindled to the size of a printed Mass card tucked in his wallet: In Memoriam...

Creativity is the power to connect the seemingly unconnected.

Cultivate solitude and quiet and a few sincere friends, rather than mob merriment, noise and thousands of nodding acquaintances.

she and Ben chattered away to each other in the language of mothers with their toddlers; the two understood every word exchanged, while the rest of the world just listened, smiled, and didn't understand a single word of the happy gibberish.

Folks began to sit down along the curb, leaning against the odd assortment of old vehicles folks had retrofitted to function again after the EMP burst had blown out the electronics.