Quotes About Separation

They were gone. They'd come for her, but she'd missed them and she was never going to get home again. When she finally turned toward the door to the apartment once more, she saw that Lucien had dragged himself from the bed. He was braced in the door frame, his dark skin bleached of color.

If it is a weak fire, then the wind will be able to extinguish it. If it is a strong fire, then the wind fans its flames and further intensifies the fire. I think the relationship between separation and love is akin to that of wind and fire. False love subsides on account of separation. True love intensifies over a period of separation and smoulders like an inferno!

Religious leaders should keep to religion. If they interfere in politics, it spells doom for religion as well as for the kingdom.

I can't be my own mother

Getting away, it wasn't any better. Just different. And lonely. Lonelier than the wind. Emptier than the sky. More silent than the dust, piled in drifts between me and my father.

IN EVERYONE'S LIFE there are people who stay and people who go and people who are taken away against their will.

And that right there is the difference between me and my brother—I was always afraid of being made to leave and he was always leaving.

to me." She struck a pose. "And never see you again?" "Aa, so you are planning

A few brief, paltry kisses after so long apart, it wasn't enough. It was a single sip of water offered to a man dying of thirst. He hungered

There's no scandal involved," she said airily. "I have no connection with you whatsoever. I have nothing to do with you. You are a thimble filled with water next to my ocean. You are a grain of sand to my beach. You are a tiny star in the sky. You're nothing to me.

If you can't beat them, divide them.

I can't—" Lena repeated. "I can't do it. I can't live without him." Sara gently pulled her hand away from Jared's. She smoothed down the sheet, tucked it in close around his side. She looked at Lena—really looked at her straight in the eye. "Good," Sara told her. "Now you know how it feels.

She's just come undone, her mother had whispered on the phone to her aunt Bella. It was an old colloquialism, the sort of thing you didn't think people still said. The phrase fit Sara so completely that she had found herself surrendering to it, imagining her arms and her legs detaching from her body. What did it matter? What did she need arms or legs or hands or feet for if she couldn't run to him, hold him, touch him?

Existing without or separated from the body.

Society as a whole is more and more splitting up into two great hostile camps

That was how you lost people, a little carelessness and they just slipped through your fingers.

it just breaks / a man's heart, watching / a girl so involved with her life, / without him like that.

By the artificial separation of soul and body men have invented a Realism that is vulgar and an Idealism that is void.

To be free, a man must be free of his brothers. That is freedom. That and nothing else.

We maintain therefore that in matters of Religion, no man's right is abridged by the institution of Civil Society, and that Religion is wholly exempt from its cognizance.

Men equally honest, equally devoted to their fatherland, are momentarily separated by different conceptions of their duty.

He whom God has touched will always be a being apart: he is, whatever he may do, a stranger among men; he is marked by a sign.

Only man has become an outsider - and because of his own efforts. On his own, he has separated himself from existence.

All men are islands, surrounded by the bottomless oceans of unthinking night.