Quotes About Separation

In the space between our bodies there is a cup holder filled with pennies a distance which can often take years to cross.

I think I can live without you, but it won't be any kind of life.

Again the Cousin's whistle! Go, my Love.

I learned that night that love is never as ferocious as when you think it is going to leave you. We are not always allowed this knowledge, and so our love sometimes becomes retrospective.

What you are to do without me I cannot imagine.

He is no longer mine to lose, but the grief is there, a gnawing sense of disbelief.

Matrimony is the price of love -- divorce, the rebate.

Love at a distance may be poignant; it is also idealized. Contact, more than separation, is the test of attachment.

In the end, I'd loved him enough to let go. From afar, I would love him forever.

You shall leave everything you love.

Love is never as ferocious as when you think it's going to leave you.

Love is like mayonaisse: when it separates, you've got to throw it away and start again.

It's nice to have some distance with your family. As long as you're closer to them by love.

There is a void in your soul, ready to be filled. You feel it, don't you? You feel the separation from the Beloved. Invite Him to fill you up, embrace the fire.

Your twisting is done--you have the last thread of my heart. I wonder: when the thread grows slack, will you feel it?

Love is the only real patriation, and without one's dear one sits in a dreary and boring exile.

How terrible it was to love people when you could not really share their lives!

And I would have, now love is over, An end to all, an end: I cannot, having been your lover Stoop to become your friend!

Anyone that has a job that takes them away from home, I think, can understand the difficulties in maintaining consistency, not only with your family and those you love but with your friends.

To live without you is to be robbed of love and what is life without it? To live without you is death to me, my love but some call it life.

Love itself cannot be divorced from the suffering which comes from being separated from the object of love.

But if you loved me Why'd you leave me?

It is very painful to love someone and believe you cannot be with them.

Love is as strong as death, as hard as Hell. Death separates the soul from the body, but love separates all things from the soul.