Quotes About Separation

cut himself out of his own life, the

You'll all set sail, as you should, and leave your mother and me here. It's a tale as old as time.

Perhaps Sylvie's body had been ultimately unable to bear the distance between Chicago and New York.

own parents had wanted to leave every room he was in.

We will not drink from the same cup - Neither water nor sweet wine is ours, We will not kiss as the sun goes up Or gaze at the night, on the sill, for hours. I breathe by the moon, you – by the sun

He left his soul behind and told me: It'll be safer by your side.

In Dream Black and enduring separation I share equally with you. Why weep? Gove me your hand, promise me you will come again. You and I are like high mountains and we can't move closer. Just send me word at midnight sometime through the stars. 1946

As the presence of those we love is as a double life, so absence, in its anxious longing and sense of vacancy, is as a foretaste of death.

Then she'd stared at him with those radiant blue eyes and asked him to let he go. And bugger, bugger, bugger, he'd suddenly imagined he was sodding Sir Galahad.

Today I walk from my place up Brunnenstrasse, past Frau Paul's tunnel to Bernauer Strasse where the Wall was. There is a new museum here. Its greatest exhibit is opposite: a full-size reconstructed section of the Wall, complete with freshly built and neatly raked death strip, for tourists.

There's another picture of the two of them, she with her arms around him, looking at the camera. She is an apparition, a naughty angel caught flying over the Wall, put in a cage, and then let out, here with her beloved.

J?s man kr?tat uz nerviem. J?s run?jat mu???bas. J?s dom?jat tikai par sevi. J?s k??stat apnic?gs, galu gal?. ''Es negribu, lai tu aizej.'' Bet k?d?? j?s man sak?t kaut ko tik nej?dz?gu? Atg?dinu jums, ka t? neesmu es, kura aiziet… Jums ir d?ls, vai atceraties? Liels z?ns. Un aizg?jis ir vi?š. Vi?š!

Many artists find that a forced separation from their studio caused by events like sickness, vacation, or a move makes it hard to begin again.

Dalton. We don't know where the others are. They were just behind us. I think we'd better wait for them.' 'I saw a cart pull out in front of them,' Sophie said. 'It'll have slowed them down.' Mr Lloyd looked round, frowning. 'No one's come to the door to check what we're

Like people who from a bridge watch fish swimming below them, we saw the outside world as an alien element where we could take no part. Isolated behind the glass of our lonely window we looked down on the daily life which was not for us.

she had come to him when he was no longer there…because he had not found the young man with the scarred cheek he could not come to her through the glass.

I had never heard that before; and so poor Rob Roy who was killed at that hunt was my brother! I did not wonder that my mother was so troubled. It seems that horses have no relations; at least, they never know each other after they are sold.

Never mind our kind friends: if they can part our bodies, it is enough; in God's name, let them not sunder our souls!

Don't you know that every time we meet the thoughts of the final parting will become more painful? Don't you feel that every interview makes us dearer to each other than the last?

The red world And corresponding red breezes Went on Geryon did not

It is the edge separating my tongue from the taste for which it longs that teaches me what an edge is.

The experience of eros as lack alerts a person to the boundaries of himself, of other people, of things in general. It is the edge separating my tongue from the taste for which it longs that teaches me what an edge is.

Perhaps the hardest thing about losing a lover is to watch the year repeat its days. It is as if I could dip my hands down into time and scoop up blue and green lozenges of April heat a year ago in another country.

When I desire you a part of me is gone...