Quotes About Separation

fragmentation,

any attachment bears within it the tragedy of loss.

I never thought it would end like this. I never thought he would leave me without saying goodbye.

Why me? He says: Because you are not like all the others, because I don't see anyone but you and you don't even realize it. He adds this phrase, which for me is unforgettable: Because you will leave and we will stay.

Je dis : pourquoi moi ? Il dit : parce tu n'es pas du tout comme les autres, parce qu'on ne voit que toi sans que tu t'en rendes compte. Il ajoute cette phrase, pour moi inoubliable : parce que tu partiras et que nous resterons.

He goes back to the books—this crazy number of books in the house neatly lined up or stacked in piles. All of a sudden I see a sort of admiration return to his face, but it's a painful admiration; what he likes about me is also what keeps me separate from him.

Because you will leave and we will stay.

C'était de l'amour évidemment. Et demain, ça sera un grand vide.

You get used to everything, even the defection of those you thought you were bound to forever.

He says: Because you are not like all the others, because I don't see anyone but you and you don't even realize it. He adds this phrase, which for me is unforgettable: Because you will leave and we will stay.

He tells me something I did not know: that I will leave.

Pour moi, quand enfin je prendrai la mesure de la rupture, il s'agira d'un déchirement, d'une souffrance très pure. J'ai toujours pensé que c'était moi qui souffrirais le plus. J'ai même considéré que je serais le seul à souffrir.

Porque tu um dia hás de partir e nós vamos ficar.

J'ajoute : c'est à ce moment-là qu'on s'est perdus de vue, lui et moi. J'articule ces derniers mots sans y mettre le moindre affect, comme si la vie, c'était ça, simplement ça, se fréquenter et se perdre de vue et continuer à vivre, comme s'il n'y avait pas des déchirements, des séparations qui laissent exsangues, des ruptures dont on peine à se remettre, des regrets qui vous poursuivent longtemps après.

Au moment de nous quitter, nous choisissions de ne pas dire un mot, d'être dans le silence. Il y a une étreinte, un regard. Il n'y a pas de baiser, pas d'au revoir. Il y a juste ton corps en partance et le mien qui reste. Il y a les battements de ton coeur qui s'accélèrent et les miens qui ralentissent. Il y a l'effroi. Il y a le temps derrière nous, et le temps devant nous. Il y a la tendresse qui se brise.

She loves him so but he didn't stay. The wind can't blow this storm away.

when women tell stories about other women who are not their friends, whom they envy, with whom they cannot identify, they seek to destroy. As all women know, gossip can be destructive and terrible. Because we have been forced to separate our aggressive and our erotic drives in relation to men, we locate our aggression in our relations with other women.

One of lifes graces and blessings. The only journey is the one within. Model marriage of equals Household Harmony Household & family management The ideals of peace & harmony (In cases of divorce or seperation, the children more commonly lived with the father)

As he turned round and drove away, he saw her standing in the driveway, in her white dress, looking for all the world like a child dropped off against her will after a custody weekend.

While awaiting deportation proceedings, my parents remained in detention near Boston, so I could visit them. They would have liked to fight deportation, but without a lawyer and an immigration system that rarely gives judges the discretion to allow families to stay together, they never had a chance.

Separation is the worst. There's no good way to deal with it, other than to get on the phone and do Skype and try to visit.

My father - he was an orthodontist - was supposed to sell his practice and move down to Florida, but that never happened... I would sometimes spend the summer with him and visit him, but he never lived with us.

I told my wife, 'Look, I'm going to ask y'all to sacrifice. I need to go to Portland. I need to lock in.' At that time, I felt like my career... was on the line. So I told her, 'This is what I need to do. I'm going to be without y'all for a while. Y'all can come out and visit. But this is what I need to do.' She understood.

My own parents divorced when I was six. I was raised with my brother Joel by our mother on the East Coast, visiting my father in Los Angeles during holidays. When your parents are divorced, you don't know anything else, do you?