Quotes About Connection

So, what I suggest you do is pay attention to what you're thinking and pay attention to what you're feeling. Know that these two things dictate the way you live your life. By focusing your attention internally as opposed to externally, you'll be able to be present enough to connect with any other living thing, which will also cause you to take responsibility for your life and how you live it. Will I judge you? Of course not! But I will observe.

In that humiliating, spirit-crushing, bone-aching, ah-ha! moment, a lightbulb went off in my head. I thought to myself, I finally get it. Anytime I'm in a relationship with any living thing and I have the need to win, the possibility for connection and closeness is over.

I didn't want to tell the tree or weed what it was. I wanted it to tell me something and through me express its meaning in nature.

The mother-daughter relationship is the most complex.

I have a very deep and wide relationship with my fans.

And that's the soulful thing about playing: you offer something to somebody. You don't know if they'll like it, but you offer it.

Music is always for the listener, but the first listener is always the musician

Jazz shows us how to find a groove with other people, how to hold on to it, and how to develop it.

In learning about a person, you learn something about the world and about yourself, and if you can handle what you learn, you can get closer, much closer to them.

A vice in common can be the ground of a friendship but not a virtue in common. X and Y may be friends because they are both drunkards or womanizers but, if they are both sober and chaste, they are friends for some other reason.

I rang them up while touring Timbucktoo,Those bosom chums to whom you're known as"Who?"

To leap over the wall of self, to look through another's eyes--this is valuable experience, which literature offers.

The ephemeral spectator of an eternal spectacle, man raises his eyes a moment to the sky, then shuts them forever; yet during that brief moment granted him, from every point of the sky, from every limit of the universe, a consoling beam is cast from each world and meets his gaze to tell him that there is indeed a connection between infinity and him, and that he is part of eternity.

Feliz aquel que encuentre un amigo cuyo corazón y mente lo comprendan!, ¡un amigo que se una a él por una comunión de gustos, sentimientos y convicciones!, ¡un amigo sin el tormento de la ambición o el interés, que prefiera la sombra de un árbol a las pompas de una corte! ¡feliz el que posee un amigo!

Yo creo que dos personas que se hacen reír tienen derecho a todo.

La soledad de la existencia humana no significa romper amarras con el resto del universo y convertirse en un eremita intelectual o metafísico: la soledad de la existencia humana consiste en un sentirse solo, y por ello, enfrentarse y encontrarse con el resto del universo entero.

But why people need privacy? Why privacy is important? In China, every family live together, grandparents, parents, daughter, son and their relatives too. Eat together and share everything, talk about everything. Privacy make people lonely. Privacy make family fallen apart.

Maybe I not need feeling lonely, because I can talk to other "me." Is like seeing my two pieces of lips speaking in two languages at same time. Yes, I not lonely, because I with another me. Like Austin Powers with his Mini Me

I don't feel naked around you anymore.

Red's world, you see, is a closed circle. Not that it matters. I know that I'm a closed circle, too, and it's all I can do to find some starting point from myself, while at the same time trying to find my own terminus. There's no way I'm ever going to find my beginning or end in somebody else's circle. Two people together never add up to anything more than one person added to another. That we continue to add ourselves up in this way is the reason human beings will always be lonely.

I couldn't believe a mother and her daughter could have so much to say to each other. In my family, no one talked. In my family, people lived like insects, like worms, like slugs hanging on the back door of the house.

I'll love you, dear, I'll love you Till China and Africa meet, And the river jumps over the mountain And the salmon sing in the street. 'AS I WALKED OUT ONE EVENING', W. H. AUDEN

A solid family life, no romance, and I knew there would never be any.

I felt he didn't need much warmth from anybody. His own 37.5º C were sufficient for him. His spirit slept alone. I thought about how, after Ben and I made love he'd turn his body away from me. His naked back would face me. Even though our bodies were just two or three centimeters apart, I couldn't bear that distance. I felt abandoned and sometimes, in the dark, I couldn't help myself, I missed Xiaolin. I missed nights with Xiaolin.