Quotes About Separation

At any moment we'd look each other in the eye and understand there was no longer any solution. That's what I was expecting: a blow, painless and sharp. Then, as difficult as the moment might be, we'd each start over again on our own. And it would all, undoubtedly, be best for both of us.

pero intuye un peligro, al igual que los perros cuando sus dueños se preparan para salir de casa y dejarlos solos durante

We are always parting! It's supposed to be sweet sorrow or something, isn't it? Those poets. They'll say anything.

the way the people closest to us are able so effortlessly to thrust us to the farthest distance

it is love, imperfect and unordered, that keeps them apart, even as it holds them somehow together...

When a family breaks you don't hear the crack of the breaking. You don't hear a sound.

Ah, now she knew what divorce really was. Sharing decisions with a person you would run down on the street.

You have to stop this. I don't want to lose you too. If you have to make a revolution, Make a small revolution.

What about your mum? She got taken away. Mine too, I said. There was nothing special about that. It happened all the time.

The gradually growing hegemony of the eye seems to be parallel with the development of Western ego-consciousness and the gradually increasing separation of the self and the world; vision separates us from the world whereas the other senses unite us with it.

Like the famous story our parents told us about these real-life identical twins who were separated at birth. They met when they were grown-up and found out that their adoptive parents named them both James! And the men had each married women named Linda, and they named their sons James and their dogs Toy! Weird! I

There are lots of different ways grown-ups disappear. It's lonely being the one left behind.

Me hubiera gustado que me amases pero no has podido. Cuando me miras ves un rostro que no es el mío. No he sido capaz de vencer a tus fantasmas, pero tampoco quiero que tú te conviertas en el mío. Creo que no regresarás, de manera que iré preparando mi marcha.

Es la distancia la que embellece las cosas y las despeja del horror del momento, de la miseria de la cotidianidad

Hasta cuándo vamos a permitir que la religión nos separe y provoque una mirada diferente de los unos hacia los otros?

I can live with you hating me," he said to the closed door. "I just can't live without you.

Colin leaned forward. "I really did not want to leave my wife.

Why are you here?" she whispered, once he'd finally got the damnable Miss Finch out of the room. For a moment he could only stare. "You're not seriously asking me that." "I—" "You left me." She shook her head. "I set you free." He snorted at that. "You've had me locked up for over a year.

Yes, that's exactly what he would do. Avoid her. How difficult could that be?

Je peux supporter votre haine, dit-il à la porte close, mais certainement pas votre absence.

I can live with you hating me," he said to the closed door. "I just can't live without you.

Puedo vivir con tu odio —dijo a la puerta cerrada—, pero no puedo vivir sin ti.

We all like indie directors - heck, I even married one... but we're divorced now.

Individual children are separated from their parents only when those parents cross the border illegally and are arrested. We can't have children with parents who are in incarceration.