Quotes About Bond

You're the only person I've ever met who can stand a bookstore as long as I can.

although the people walking along the streets were strangers to each other, they formed a tight chain, like some organic composition, and I could not squeeze in. Could sharing ordinary, normal faces forge such a strong bond among them? Moreover, even the things they wore matched. The mass-produced patterns of today called fashion. Is that a negation of the uniform, for heaven's sake, or simply a new kind of uniform?

For me, whatever you may say, you are the most important "other person." No, I do not mean it in a negative sense. I mean that the one who must first restore the roadway, the one whose name I had to write on the first letter, was first on my list of "others." (Under any circumstances, I simply did not want to lose you. To lose you would be symbolic of losing the world.)

And the cat went with her.

Together, they were greater than either them could possibly be apart. Together, she prayed, they were invincible.

In the dolphin family, if one is lost, all are lost.

who knows you better than your own brother?

She used to grip me so tightly that the only way I could put her down was to pry her loose, one digit at a time. For two years, I had bruises from her fingers and toes all over my body.

Before, my brother was part of the family. After, he was just killing time until he could be shed of us.

Family took a lot more than genes to hold it together

She took him for granted sometimes. That was the luxury of a long marriage. But she knew that she loved him. She needed him. He was the anchor that kept her from drifting away.

No matter what happened to you, no matter what horrors you endured when you were taken away, you will always be my pretty little girl.

Broken: Never underestimate the power of a shared history.

Your relationship with a person doesn't end when they die. It only gets stronger." He winked at her. "Mostly because they're not there to tell you that you're wrong.

Dee came out of her room and gave Lydia the greatest gift a teenage daughter can ever give her mother: she had agreed with her.

It is a father's job to love his daughter in the way she needs to be loved.

Charlie had always told Lenore things that she would never admit to anyone else. Lenore had known Rusty for over fifty years. She was a black hole into which all of the Quinn family secrets disappeared.

You are my child. I am your mother." Helen sounded resolute. "I won't apologize for doing my job.

I want you to know that this is what happens when you meet the person you are supposed to spend the rest of your life with: that restless feeling dissolves like butter. I

end when they die. It only gets stronger." He winked

Which is the best gift I ever gave my daughter.

So." Penelope slapped her hands on her thighs as she turned back to Lydia. "I was wondering if you could help me out." "Oka-a-ay." Lydia drew out the word to convey her great trepidation. This was how Penelope sucked you in. She didn't tell you to do things; she told you that she needed your help.

Families are complicated. People put up with a lot of shit because of blood.

If you love without evoking love in return—that is, if your loving as loving does not produce reciprocal love; if through a living expression of yourself as a loving person you do not make yourself a loved person, then your love is impotent— a misfortune.