Quotes About Separation

Divorce is a game played by lawyers.

Goodnight! Goodnight! Parting is such sweet sorrow That I shall say goodnight 'til it be morrow.

There's a kind of release And a kind of torment in every goodbye for every man.

The joys of meeting pay the pangs of absence; else who could bear it?

A fool and his money are soon parted.

The apples on the other side of the wall are the sweetest.

Oh has thou forgotten how soon we must sever? Oh hast thou forgotten this day we must part? It may be for years and it may be forever; Oh why art thou silent, thou voice of my heart?

The sweetest flower that blows, I give you as we part. For you it is a rose For me it is my heart.

Constant togetherness is fine - but only for Siamese twins.

Ships that pass in the night.

The true definition of a snob is one who craves for what separates men rather than for what unites them.

All the people like us are We, And everyone else is They.

Alone, alone, all, all alone, Alone on a wide, wide sea.

England and America are two countries separated by the same language.

There's a dividing line but really it divides nothing.

Ndarja Ne Stacion Ty dhe lokomotiven ju tronditi nje psheretime e fundit perpara: qielli verior gri si keta binare qe s'piqen gjekundi ashtu s'do te piqemi me kurre une e ti.

Velika, prava ljubav pokaza?e svoju punu snagu samo onda ako uspije da od dvoje ljubavnika, slabih ljudi, na?ini stvorenja koja se ne boje ni promjena, ni nesre?a, ni rastanaka, ni bolesti, ni života ni smrti.

And then the death will come. The great parting, but the least painful of all the goodbyes we ever knew. For in death, only one shall grieve. And so far we have always, at every parting, grieved together.

She'd hated spending the daylight hours away from him, hated the distance between them, and she wasn't letting it go on anymore on her side.

So when it came to a female of worth like Ehlena, he was always going to be on the far side of the glass, nose pressed up hard, palms spread with need, never getting close enough to tough. It was only fair to her.

That was the biggest problem with getting used to someone, she thought. You were lonely when they weren't there.

Don't leave me again. God. God. Don't leave me again. I didn't Part of you did. He moved her back, and his eyes swarmed with emotion. Part of you left me, and I couldn't stand it.

There's no such thing as an amicable divorce.

People speak of the heart, Lieutenant, but it's the brain that holds all the magic and mystery of the human species. It elevates us, separates us, defines us as individuals. And the secrets of it—well, it's doubtful we'll ever know them all.