Quotes About Bond

The right words can bind someone more effectively than chains.

Bending his head over hers, Leo murmured, "When I give you away at the altar, Bea, I want you to remember something. I'm not really giving you away. I'm merely allowing him the chance to love you as much as the rest of us do." Beatrix's eyes watered, and he leaned against him. "He does," she whispered. "I think so, too," her brother whispered back. "I wouldn't let you marry him otherwise.

Sometimes people don't have to make you love them...you just do, and there's no help for it.

True friends never mind holding your hair back while you cast up your crumpets.

Sometimes when we're not paying attention, relation-ships happen. There is no rule that requires two people in love to be exactly alike.

It was a confirmation of a connection that already existed. And it was a bond that extended far beyond the borders of a shared living space. We would have stayed together even without a marriage certificate . . . but I believed in the permanence it represented. It was a piece of paper you could build a life on.

I realized this morning that there's no one to give me away." Rhys lowered his face until their foreheads were touching, and he was lost in the moonstone glow of her eyes. "Heart of my heart, you need no man to give you away. Just come to me of your own free will. Love me for who I am . . . just as I love you for who you are . . . and our bond will last until the stars lose their shining." "I can do that," Helen whispered.

The only thing keeping two people together should be love. Not legalities.

When she awakened, Hunter was watching her with eyes like dark velvet. "You're the last woman I'll ever make love to," he said, stroking her breast, toying with the rosy peak. She stroked his sun-streaked hair and the hard nape of his neck, loving the feel of him against her. "Good," she whispered. "Keep me with you, Lara. I don't want to leave you.

We were each other's only link to the past . . . that was the strength of our bond, and also our weakness.

Justine reached for a fresh tissue and clamped it to Lucy's nose as if she was a child. "Friends are the support bras of life. We don't let each other down. Right?

Satisfaction rang in MacPhee's voice."Before God an' these witnesses I declare ye to be married persons. Whom God hath joined let no man put asunder. That will be eighty-two pounds, three crowns, an' one shilling.

Day after day we must remember we can take freedom for granted. Day after day we must keep the bond between freedom and other values in mind.

I still feel very close to the people I wrote shows with and some of the people I toured with. I feel very close to them, like a family or like college friends who you know and who have seen you at your worst and you spend 14 hours driving a van all piled on top of each other.

Louis van Gaal and I have a relationship that goes beyond that which is normal between a player and a coach.

I just want to say this thing about Jonathan Van Ness: I love that boy more than life itself.

My degree of closeness to my step-siblings varies among the seven, but I have a great sense of loyalty to all of them, especially the four from my childhood. If those people needed my help, I would be there for them.

I met this group of stunt people and it was like, I had found family instantly. We're all a variety of different personalities, but whatever that mutual joy or appreciation of the work is, I'd not felt it like that before. It was, 'Yeah, I'd like to do this forever.'

For my own family, I would always choose the makeshift, surrogate family formed by various characters unrelated by blood.

A James Bond film can be artistically fulfilling. Absolutely it can. It can be complex, and it can be interesting. I consider Bond movies to be an extension of popular theatre, a kind of modern mythology. You see the same sort of action in 'Punch and Judy' or in the folk theatre of various cultures, like 'Grand Guignol.'

Vast sections of the world's population are inspired by the same desires and live for common interests that bind them together far more than they separate them.

As a kid... there's a veil of separation between you and your dad, especially when you have a dad who's under a lot of stress.

It was the summer of 1968 or so, and Dad and my little brother were out camping. While up in the mountains, my brother was bitten by a rattlesnake. As they raced back to the base, my dad sucked out the venom and used his hands as a tourniquet and probably save his life, for it was a serious bite, and he was just a little kid.

It's true, you can never eat a pet you name. And anyway, it would be like a ventriloquist eating his dummy.