#strangers

There are too many of us, he thought. There are billions of us and that's too many. Nobody knows anyone. Strangers come and violate you. Strangers come and cut your heart out. Strangers come and take your blood. Good God, who were those men? I never saw them before in my life! ↗

— Ray Bradbury

#injury #population #strangers #life

Cameras are a lifesaver for very shy people who have nowhere else to hide. Behind a lens they can disguise the fact that they have nothing to say to strangers. ↗

— Pat Conroy

#strangers #music

But what Dakota most enjoyed about the beginning of winter was the crispness of the air (that practically demanded the wearing of knits) and the way that tough New Yorkers - on the street, in elevators, in subways - were suddenly willing to risk a smile. To make a connection with a stranger. To finally see one another after strenuously avoiding eye contact all year. ↗

— Kate Jacobs

#new-york-city #strangers #new-york-city

Polite strangers often tell soothing lies about our physical appearance that prevent many of us from facing, discussing and solving our real problems. ↗

— Martha Beck

#appearance #discussing #facing #lies #many

Strangers are exciting, their mystery never ends. But, there's nothing like looking at your own history in the faces of your friends. ↗

— Ani DiFranco

#exciting #faces #friends #history #like

I used to get a sort of sociophobia, and I still get it sometimes these days when I'm in a confined space with too many people. It's not like I freak out or anything, it's just that I'm far more comfortable in my own company sometimes than being surrounded by one thousand strangers. ↗

— Ryan Kwanten

#being #comfortable #company #confined #confined space

There are no strangers here; Only friends you haven't yet met. ↗

— William Butler Yeats

#haven #here #met #only #strangers

Good things happen when you meet strangers. ↗

— Yo-Yo Ma

#good things #happen #meet #strangers #things

How many wives have been forced by the death of well-intentioned but too protective husbands to face reality late in life, bewildered and frightened because they were strangers to it! ↗

— Hortense Odlum

#been #bewildered #death #face #face reality

I couldn't have foreseen all the good things that have followed my mother's death. The renewed energy, the surprising sweetness of grief. The tenderness I feel for strangers on walkers. The deeper love I have for my siblings and friends. The desire to play the mandolin. The gift of a visitation. ↗

— Mary Schmich

#deeper #desire #energy #feel #followed