Quotes About Connection

And my love. Which is visible here in death . . . it's part of what you're left with when you die.

Can you hear me, all of you?

Without any deity but us without any need but to know Each other's minds again after our presumed deaths reunited

Com muita frequência, muita frequência mesmo, astrólogos e terapeutas podem cair no próprio jargão e falar dos seus clientes e pacientes de um modo padronizado. As pessoas se tornam 'casos', e o profissional cai naquilo que Martin Bubler chamava de atitude do 'Eu-isso' em vez de na atitude do 'Eu-tu'.

O ego vive uma vida quantitativa, o símbolo nos une a uma vida qualitativa e tem a capacidade de impregnar de sentido a coisa mais simples.

Todos os planetas e signos estão envolvidos com o corpo humano, e se você deseja compreender o processo ou a função de algum deles, observe o que ele rege no corpo e como contribui para o todo.

O planeta Saturno, no céu físico, poderia não estar 'influenciando' a nós tanto quanto ressoando com o Saturno que está em cada um de nós. Algo como a Lua solitária no céu à noite, refletindo-se em dez mil poças d'água simultaneamente.

May two fields be bridged by a stile And two hearts by the tilting footbridge of a glance

What I love is one foot in front of another. South-south-west and down the contours. I go slipping between Black Ridge and White Horse Hill into a bowl of the moor where echoes can't get out listen a lark spinning around one note splitting and mending it and I find you in the reeds, a trickle coming out of a bark, a foal of a river

and their hearts are already eroded and I too

a kiss gives off a swoosh of amnesia

living in the slippery maybe the last green places are you listening

when a man rolls over and sighs

they lift their faces to the past

True love is a preview of heaven, and you do what you got to, to get it.

He reached across the table and put both his cold hands on my face. Those hands that had—what did he say?—"opened doors of perception and windows of imagination and broken shackles of anxiety" were soft.

Between a man and a woman there was always one person who was stronger than the other one. That doesn't mean the weaker one doesn't love the stronger.

Your first kiss is destiny knocking.

And my sister, my Lindsey, left me in her memories, where I was meant to be.

I fell in love with you again; While you were away - Jack Salmon

If I had but an hour of love,if that be all that is given me,an hour of love upon this earth,I would give my love to thee.

A scene," Mary told us, "is a moment when there is some form of tension. A scene leads to the next scene. And a causal connection between scenes is what leads you to the story. A scene should be very clearly developed, and when the action is finished, the scene is over. An anecdote is, 'Oh, I missed the train. You'll never believe what happened....' An anecdote leads to nothing.

Sometimes it was hard for me to connect the boy I knew—the skinny smart kid who collected lead soldiers and pursued Boy Scout merit badges—with the phenomenally successful man he'd become. But sooner or later, when we were together, some remark would inevitably trigger childhood memories and then we'd be off, zipping down a path that existed now only for the two of us.

There is no reciprocity. Men love women, women love children, children love hamsters.