Quotes About Separation

Park was never going to love her more than he did on the day they said goodbye. And she couldn't bear to think of him loving her less.

To know, to esteem, to love,-and then to part, Makes up life's tale to many a feeling heart.

That's what gives people hope - that you can still love someone from afar and you can still have those feelings across an ocean.

Love tends to end in a very painful goodbye.

He turn'd his charger as he spake, Upon the river shore, He gave his bridle reins a shake, Said, "Adieu for evermore, my love, And adieu for evermore."

When you depart from me sorrow abides and happiness takes his leave.

Thou hast her, France; let her be thine, for we Have no such daughter, nor shall ever see That face of hers again. Therefore be gone Without our grace, our love, our benison.

I equally love both, classic rock and hip-hop. I love all music, really, and I really use classic rock a lot. I'm heavily influenced by that melodically in my music. I can't really separate the two.

Nothing reopens the springs of love so fully as absence, and no absence so thoroughly as that which must needs be endless.

Never mingle love and business.

Love dwindles by pairing.

Sometimes love can mean letting go and loving each other from a distance. Maybe that's what you're feeling?

The sun won't shine since you went away, seems like the rain's falling every day. There's just one heart, where there once was two; that's the way it's gotta be until I get over you.

But it's far too late for us; ring, hair, letters, photographs - all traces of our love will be scattered then, like an anagram.

I have certainly had my share of long-distance love affairs.

I think that idea of being far away from the people that you love is something that everyone can relate to.

He was there beside her, yet she was far away from him, aone with her outraged love and her ruined life.

While forced to dwell apart from thy dear face, Love, robed like sorrow, led me by the hand And taught my doubting heart to understand That which has puzzled all the human race.

Lovers, when they are no longer in love, find it very hard to break up.

You have a history of art-music that you equate with music. That's what I love about that term art-music. It separates itself from music-music, the music people have always made.

Love makes you wise. Love unites. Pain divides. Hate divides even more. Hate separates and brings us down to a very physical plane. Love elevates us to a plane of spirit.

Heart, we will forget him, You and I, tonight!You must forget the warmth he gave, I will forget the light.

She did not believe he could have really gone, because for her, to leave the person you loved was impossible.

When you leave, weary of me, without a word I shall gently let you go.