Quotes About Bond

Imagine if you and Logan got married? Tuck and Logan are like brothers to each other. We'd be almost like sisters-in-law." Emma laughed at Becca's crazy logic. "Uh, we're already sisters, but yeah, it would be cool.

When two hearts are meant for each other no distance is so far, no time is so long and no other love can break them apart.

Could he actually be my muirn beatha dan?

Don't say I never gave you anything," he said. " I gave you the stars. Good night, little sister.

Maybe Paula was even Eileen's mùirn beatha dàn

More than a hygienic method of disposing of the dead, cremation enabled lovers and comrades to be mingled together for eternity:

Cinching the drawstring of his pants, he tied a quick bowknot and extended a hand to her. For an instant Loretta was swept back in time to that first afternoon, when he had commanded she place her palm across his. She had been so terrified then, but no longer. His arm was her shield, just as he had promised.

You are my woman. We are one, forever with no horizon.

I have such great love for you, little one. Such great love.

Blue Eyes, we have many nights to lie with one another. Forever, yes? Until we die and rot." "Until death do we part," she amended.

He wasn't sure when it had happened or how, but the small woman beside him was no longer his captive; he had become hers.

If her face was carved on his heart, his was carved on her soul.

I wish to be your friend." He leaned back to see her face. "Can I not be both? You have stolen my heart from me, Blue Eyes.

Bertha here, it was different. For him, there was a glowing warmth emanating from this little woman, and, although he couldn't tell her, he knew that for the rest of his life he would feel that wherever she was, he must be near her, at least within visiting distance, and that often.

How could you betray me, Incarceron? How could you let me fall? I thought I was your son. It seems I am your fool. —Songs of Sapphique

I carefully crawled on to the side of his chest, careful not to knock out his tubes, and fell asleep. I could hear the sounds of his body working. The creaky floor sounds from his tummy. The swish of his blood. The pounding of his heart. It sounded like I was swimming and listening to the sounds of water beneath the surface of my father. This was my dad.

In thee my soul shall own combined the sister and the friend.

Everything you've ever fed him," I say. "His whole self is made completely out of your love.

What it is like to be any parent. The way you ache when they ache, the way you experience their stomachaches or heartaches or fear in your very self. It's as if, having once been placentally connected to your beating heart, having once inhabited your actual body, your children continue to live there with you. For better and worse, you are never alone again. Parental love defies your apartness from another person.

I'm not there," she says. "I'm not there to scramble his egg or kiss his forehead. My baby. I'm not going to be there. The whole rest of his life he's going to be sick without me. How can that be?

A mother's treasure is her daughter.

So, I guess people figure it's not as hard to lose your mother when you never got along anyway. But they're wrong. They're dead wrong. It's always hard to lose your mother. Always. If you loved her, if you hated her. If she smothered you, if she ignored you. It doesn't matter. She's your mother. Your mother. That's just a very tough bond to break.

Do you know what forever love is? Pearl taught me. It's when you love somebody so much that no matter what happens that'll never change. Like even if you're gone. It's still the same. Even if you die. You die, but not the love. Not forever love. Know what I mean?

I think I have something that belongs to you'. I held out my open hand, the stone resting in my palm. I expected her to take it. Instead she took the whole hand, and held it.