Quotes About Separation

He loved her enough to know she was better off without him

Was it better to think you had lost everything, and to start over? Or easier to know that the people you loved were alive, even if you could never see them again?

Tessa is gone, and every moment she is gone is a knife ripping me apart from the inside. She is gone, and they cannot track her, and I have no idea where to go or what to do next, and the only person I can imagine speaking my agony to is the one person who cannot know.

Through her tears Clary could see them clinging to each other; there was a tenderness even in the curve of Magnus's fingers around Alec's shoulder as he bent to kiss him. It was a kiss of desperation and clutching more than passion; Magnus held on tightly enough for his fingers to bite into Alec's arms, but in the end he stepped away, and turned towards his father.

You don't draw, and I don't breathe. Not so much like last year

Parabatai. A cruel sort of bond, he thought, that made one person out of two people, and left such devastation when half was gone.

But the soul, the spirit that made her Livvy was no longer there: It was something that had gone away to a far and untouchable place, even as Julian ran his hands over her hair again and again and begged her to wake up and look at him just one more time. High above the Council Hall, the golden clock began to chime the hour.

Bonner and Casey lived in different worlds. City and country.

Well, I guess this is it." "For this little bit time." She looked up. "Hunter, you mustn't--" He leaned toward her and crossed her lips with a finger. "You can read my trail, eh? You can walk in my footsteps and come to me. I will leave you signs.

He must figger it's good riddance," Amy mused. "They can cover twice the distance we can in a day. What else could've took him so long?" Loretta had no illusions. Hunter would follow her--to the ends of the earth if he had to.

Good-bye, Hunter." Reluctantly he released her and watched her lead the horse down the hill. At the base of the slope she turned and looked back. Their gazes met and held. Then she turned toward home and broke into a trot, the horse trailing behind her. Hunter shook his head. Only a White Eyes would walk when she had a perfectly good horse to ride.

The wind brushed her cheeks, catching his name and carrying it away from her. She crossed her arms over her breasts and sobbed, her gaze fixed on the rise. She would never again look at the horizon without seeing him outlined there.

As pleased as Loretta was to see her aunt, she went up the sagging steps with mixed emotions, glancing over her shoulder at the horizon, watching for Hunter. He would come for her now. An inexplicable eagerness filled her. She was anxious to go home--back to the village, back to their lodge, back to his arms. Home wasn't here at this little farm anymore. Home was where Hunter was, anywhere he was.

Did she know she took with her a little bit of his heart?

My heart rides with you, tah-mah. " Hunter moved his hands in a light caress down Loretta's arms, then released her. "And mine remains here.

We must go west. Alone, Blue Eyes, leaving all that we are behind. All those we love, your people, my people." Loretta caught his face between her hands, shaking with the intensity of her emotions. "Hunter, you are my people. I'll follow you anywhere.

You would prefer that she live for always away from you?" Hunter's gut contracted. In that instant he realized how much he wanted the woman beside him. "I would prefer that my eyes never again fall upon her than to see her die.

From the moment she had stepped out from her wooden walls, the path ahead of him had been clearly marked, but he had been too blind to see it. A tosi woman and a Comanche, their pasts stained with tears and bloodshed, had little hope of coexisting happily with either race. To be as one, they had to walk alone, away from both their people.

I don't know what she's going to do when I leave to go home, actually. She's gotten really used to having me around." "Me too," Conor said. Then he cleared his throat loudly. "You're, you know, kind of blending in here. With the furniture." "Thanks. I guess." I looked behind me at the tables and chairs. I didn't see any similarities, but whatever.

I don't see any reason for marriage when there is divorce.

I'm not there," she says. "I'm not there to scramble his egg or kiss his forehead. My baby. I'm not going to be there. The whole rest of his life he's going to be sick without me. How can that be?

But what you don't realize, until you have to live it, is that it's the absence of the person that's the trouble. The ongoing absence. And when you're missing someone, a longer time without them doesn't solve the problem. The longer you don't see someone, the more you miss them.

In the space of one heartbeat to another I loved you and I was lost to you

Forests have secrets,' he said gently. 'It's practically what they're for. To hide things. To separate one world from another.