Intangible Bond Quotes

I would like to be the air that inhabits you for a moment only. I would like to be that unnoticed and that necessary.

Love is a mystery. We embrace it where we can. Mostly we do not choose whom we love. It just happens. A voice speaks to us, in ways the ears cannot hear. We recognize a beauty the eye does not see. We experience a change in our hearts that no voice can describe.

Each of them always gravitating toward the other. Yet still they do not touch.

The important thing is not the object of love, but the emotion itself.

She wrote, 'Dandelion, I love you.' And I thought that was magic. It's not in you, it's between you. It's bigger and stronger than you are

When I looked into her eyes, I saw an invisible spirit of something that I already loved.

Love is not to be proven or measured...It exists, and that is enough.

Love is a bodily shape; and Christian works are no more than animate faith and love, as flowers are the animate springtide.

Their love was something which coloured the air between them like sunlight.

Love can never explain the loved one, my dear. It is the essence of wild unreason.

And in that moment, the wordless thing passed between us, the thing that wasn't quite love but was so close I could believe in it sometimes.

There must be something between us, even if it's only an ocean.

Love in its essence is spiritual fire.

If you and I are friends, there is an expectancy that exists within our relationship. When we see each other or are apart, there is an expectancy of being together, of laughing and talking. The expectancy has no concrete definition; it is alive and dynamic and everything that emerges from our being together is a unique gift shared by no one else.

I feel that special secret current between the public and me. I can hold them with one little note in the air, and they will not breathe. That is a great, great moment.

I felt as if there were invisible threads connecting us - I felt the invisible strands of her hair still winding around me - and thus as she disappeared completely beyond the sea - I still felt it, felt the pain where my heart was bleeding - because the threads could not be severed.

I used to think I sewed us together at the edges with my own hands, pulled the stitches tight and I could unpick them any time I wanted. Now I think it always ran deeper than that and farther, underground; out of sight and way beyond my control.

You can't quantify love, and if you try, you can wind up focusing on misleading factors.

The thing about love is that we can't control whether we get it, but we can control whether we give it. And each feels as good as the other. Your heart doesn't know if it's loving a man, a book, or a puppy. If your heart were that smart, it would be your brain.

It's a mystery of human chemistry and I don't understand it, some people, as far as their senses are concerned, just feel like home.

We are more closely connected to the invisible than to the visible.

Love cannot be reduced to a catalogue of reasons why, and a catalogue of reasons cannot be put together into love.

The essential building block is...the true love that is impossible to define for those who have never experienced it and unnecessary to define for those who have.