Quotes About Connection

Feel how tight my arms are around you?" he said. "This is how tight I'll be holding you. No matter where you go or where I go, remember how tight I'm holding you.

Air you breathe holds the breath of all things.

A kindred spirit," said Vole, "is someone who understands the deepest dream of your heart.

Feel how tight my arms are around you?" he said. "This is how tight I'll be holding you. No matter where you go, or where I go, remember how tight I'm holding you." Memory doesn't fade. You don't forget. When you conjure something that happened, float it back up through time and space, it will happen again. When I am eighty years old and looking back on my life, I will be back in the haymow with Tom Miller, that night when he held me so tight.

She's never really wanted to be the only person, she's never been such a fan of being alone.

When you're interested in somebody and you think they might be interested in you, you should point out all your beauty problems and defects right away, rather than take a chance they won't notice them.

I feel the blood rush to my face, fell that exquisite mixture of pain and pleasure that comes from being seen when you're vulnerable.

The higher goal of spiritual living is not to amass a wealth of information but to face sacred moments.

I save every Christmas card. I keep them all.

I've met so many fans of daytime television who've watched the shows with their moms and grandmas and feel like they've known the characters their whole lives. It's sad for them to have to say goodbye to their favorite soaps and characters. We don't want that to happen to the 'Days' fans.

She wouldn't be sad, she didn't care if she were ugly; she had accepted her wistful elfin face as she accepted the birds and trees, as something which was part of the earth.

I cannot go with you all the way on your journey, but I would go as far as I might

All of us are better when we're loved.

Music is the lubricant of the poor.

Alistair Moffat

Archaeologists made a haunting discovery that lends a little weight to this conjecture. Amongst the shells and fish bones of one midden, human fingers had been deliberately placed on seal flippers. This powerful note of identification with the natural world, the association of the fingers and flippers, may point to a sense of an afterlife, one where the souls of the dead swam with the seals in the deeps of the world.

As soon as I saw him again I could forget all this existed; I would be calm. Was that a definition of love: a force that can drug you with calm and help you forget all the sandpaper realities of the world?

Witnessing the pain of others is the very least you can do in this world. It's how you know that when your own turn comes, someone will be there with you.

We were jigsawed, meant to fit together, making a whole picture.

You're exactly where you should be, Legs. With me.

Love is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies. ~Aristotle

I can't stop thinking about you. I'm dreaming about you. And right now, all I want to do is kiss you.

You have me, Legs. All of me.

O violet-haired, holy, honeysmiling Psapfo