Without realizing it, we fill important places in each other’s lives. It’s that way with the guy at the corner grocery, the mechanic at the local garage, the family doctor, teachers, neighbors, coworkers. Good people who are always “there,” who can be relied upon in small, important ways. People who teach us, bless us, encourage us, support us, uplift us in the dailiness of life. We never tell them. I don’t know why, but we don’t.
And, of course, we fill that role ourselves. There are those who depend in us, watch us, learn from us, take from us. And we never know.
You may never have proof of your importance, but you are more important than you think. There are always those who couldn’t do without you. The rub is that you don’t always know who.

We keep passing unseen through little moments of other people’s lives.

Maybe when you meet the people you are supposed to meet you know it, without knowing it.

Each others' lives are our best textbooks.

It's as if we were both digging into each other's soul to find a self that was put there before we were born.

We are not people who touch each other carelessly; every point of contact between us feels important, a rush of energy and relief.

Our lives, our stories, flowed into one another's, were no longer our own, individual, discrete.

I know too well how slowly we edge along sideways to every thing good & brilliant in our lives & how casually and unobservedly we make all our most valued acquaintances.

Life sometimes separates people so that they can realize how much they mean to each other.

When we don’t tell those we love about what’s really going on or listen carefully to what they have to say, we tend to fill in the blanks with stories.

Every individual has a place to fill in the world and is important in some respect, whether he chooses to be so or not.

Paul and I know each other on a lot of different levels that very few people know about.

They loved each other greatly. Most people experience love, without noticing that there is anything remarkable about it.
To them - and this made them unusual - the moments when passion visited their doomed human existence like a breath of timelessness were moments of revelation, of even greater understanding of life and of themselves.

Every one of us gets through the tough times because somebody is there, standing in the gap to close it for us.