Quotes About Separation

With you away, it is as if all the letters in my life are scrambled into an anagram, and I will not be able to put all the letters in order and make sense of anything until you return. I never want to be apart from you again, Beatrice, except in the restroom, at work, and when one of us is at a movie that the other does not want to see.

I will love you as we find ourselves farther and farther from one another, where once we were so close that we could slip the curved straw, and the long, slender spoon, between our lips and fingers respectively. I will love you until the chances of us running into one another slip form slim to zero, and until your face is fogged by distant memory.

It's hard when you're missing your family. You wake up every morning like someone took one of your legs.

It doesn't matter if you never see someone again, I told myself. There are millions of people in the world, and most of them never see each other in the first place.

Ellington Feint was a line in my mind running right down the middle of my life, separating the formal training of my childhood and the territory of the rest of my days. She was an axis, and at that moment and for many moments afterward, my entire world revolved around her.

It's hard when you're missing your family," Pip said, and started the motor. " You wake up every morning like someone took one of your legs.

Klaus watched his sister leave the library and felt a wave of hopelessness wash over him.

It's hard when you're missing your family," Pip said, and started up the motor. "You wake up every morning like someone took one of your legs.

It is always sad when someone leaves home, unless they are simply going around the corner and will return in a few minutes with ice-cream sandwiches.

Marriage is grand. Divorce is about twenty grand.

July 29, 1949 letter to Truman Capote, in Tangiers, Morocco) You have probably never received those delicious epistles which I never wrote—let alone sent. But there you are selling grain in the marketplace with little Jane [Bowles]—and now both of you adored by Berbers and strange wide-eyed men such as have never adored me. When are you coming home to your sweet old bald-head mom?

Svaki pogled njenih o?iju, svaku re? iz njenih usta želim da imam samo za sebe. To što ne mogu da se odvojim od nje, to što ne mogu da ustanem i zauvek završim s time! To boli, to gori u meni!" "Ali demonima pakla je data sva mo?, nastupio je dan, poslednji dan, sudnji dan, sotona trijumfuje nad grešnom dušom, i jadikuju?i ljudski glas se ruši sa visine i tone u Judinom smehu o?ajanja.

The whole world is divided for me into two parts: one is she, and there is all happiness, hope, light; the other is where she is not, and there is dejection and darkness...

I miss you already.

También nos decimos adiós, sólo por si no volvemos a vernos nunca.

To me, that's the ultimate isolation - to be separated from my own mind.

He existed a step or two to one side of the common world, largely out of sight, a shadow, all but invisible. Whatever he owned, either he could hoist it on his back and lug it along or he could walk away from it. Anonymity was the thing he loved most about the city, being a part of it and apart from it at the same time.

His devotion is complete; he is beginning to sense the confusion that arises from the first fears of what life would be like without her. He knows there can be such a thing, but like the answer to a difficult problem, he cannot imagine it.

Suddenly I am crushed by the simplicity of it all: he is leaving.

When she said goodbye it was like a play ending. It was like the theater and coming out again to the streets.

Any two people when they separate,it's like splitting a log.The pieces aren't even. One of them contains the core.

Tus besos me destierran

stripped of all but a single, last possession, a ring, a photograph, or letter that represented everything dearest and forever left behind that they somehow hoped, it being so small, they would be able to take with them. He had such a letter, from Enid. The days I spent with you were the greatest days of my life Ã¢â'¬Â¦

But like Conrad's shipmates on the Narcissus, I never saw any of them again.