Quotes About Connection

He could feel her laughter against his chest, and at that moment he thought that there was no better feeling than making Emma Morley laugh.

He has found himself more and more reliant on her at exactly the point that she has become less available to him.

I have always been well liked, I think, always well regarded and respected, but having few enemies is not the same as having many friends, and there was no denying that I was, if not "lonely", more solitary than I'd hoped to be at that time.

Letters, like compilation tapes, were really vehicles for unexpressed emotions and she was clearly putting far too much time and energy into them.

Cherish your friends, stay true to your principles, live passionately fully and well. Experience new things. Love and be loved if at all possible

Light travels differently in a room that contains another person; it reflects and refracts so that even when she was silent or sleeping I knew that she was there.

If she does have a failing, and it's obviously only a tiny one, it's that she doesn't seem particularly curious about other people, or me, anyway.

I love that sound,' he mumbled into her hair. 'Blackbirds at dawn.' 'I hate it. Makes me think I've done something I'll regret.

Friends were like clothes: fine while they lasted but eventually they wore thin or you grew out of them.

The beauty of the ultrasound scan is something that only parents can appreciate, but Emma had seen these things before and knew what was required of her. 'Beautiful,' she sighed, though in truth it could have been a Polaroid of the inside of his pocket.

Falling in love like that? Writing poetry, crying at pop songs? Dragging people into photo-booths, taking a while day to make a compilation tape, asking people if they wanted to share your bed, just for company? If you quoted Bob Dylan or T.S. Eliot or, God forbid, Brecht at someone these days they would smile politely and step quietly backwards, and who would blame them?

And is that what love looks like -- all wet mouths and your skirt rucked up?" "Sometimes it is.

I'm not expressing myself very well—' 'Dexter, I understand you perfectly, that's the problem—

Lonely' is a troubling word and not one to be tossed around lightly. It makes people uncomfortable, summoning up as it does all kinds of harsher adjectives, like 'sad' or 'strange'. I have always been well liked, I think, always well regarded and respected, but having few enemies is not the same as having many friends, and there was no denying that I was, if not 'lonely', more solitary than I'd hoped to be at that time.

Finally, she loved someone and felt fairly confident that she was loved in return. If someone asked Emma, as they sometimes did at parties, how she and her husband had met, she told them: 'We grew up together.

Last night they had said and done all those things, and now they were like strangers in a bus queue. The mistake she had made was to fall asleep and break the spell.

Perhaps all families have these fleeting moments when, without ever saying as much, they take each other in and think, we work and we fit together and we love each other, and if we can remain like this, all will be fine.

Letters, like compilation tapes, were really vehicles for unexpressed emotions.

And is that what love looks like - all wet mouth sand your skirt rucked up?

Cherish your friends, stay true to your principles, live passionately, fully and well. Experience new things. Love and be loved, if you ever get the chance.

in real life, souls don't meet, they just wander about

Él puso suavemente una mano en la nuca, a la vez que ella le ponía suavemente la suya en la cadera, y se dieron un beso en la calle, rodeados de gente con prisa por volver a casa, en la luz de verano; y sería, para ambos, el beso más dulce de su vida. Aquí empieza todo. Empieza todo aquí, hoy.

We can just hang out and walk and read and talk and stuff.

Nevertheless she feels a great wave of affection for Dexter Mayhew. In eight years not a day has gone by when she hasn't thought of him. She misses him and she wants him back. I want my best friend back, she thinks, because without him nothing is good and nothing is right.