Quotes About Separation

No te vayas por un minuto, bienamada, porque en ese minuto te habrás ido tan lejos que yo cruzaré toda la tierra preguntando si volverás o si me dejarás muriendo.

because in that moment you'll have gone so far Pll wander mazily over all the earth, asking, Will you come back? Will you leave me here, dying?

Le raffinement culinaire était l'orgueil suprême des trois soeurs ; la table représentait pour elles la conservation d'un héritage sacré, d'une culture aux terres de laquelle elles ne reviendraient plus, écartées de leur patrie par le temps et par des mers immenses. J'avoue que j'ai vécu

He dormido contigo toda la noche mientras la oscura tierra gira con vivos y con muertos, y al despertar de pronto en medio de la sombra mi brazo rodeaba tu cintura. Ni la noche, ni el sueño pudieron separarnos

And one by one the nights between our separated cities are joined to the night that unites us, The light of each day, its flame or its repose, they deliver to us, taking them from time, and so our treasure is disinterred in shadow or light, and so our kisses kiss life: all love is enclosed in our love: all thirst ends in our embrace. Here we are at last face to face, we have met, we have lost nothing.

We never lose our loved ones. They accompany us; merely in different rooms.

Man's conscious state is an awareness of body and breath. His subconscious state, active in sleep, is associated with his mental, and temporary, separation from body and breath. His superconscious state is a freedom from the delusion that "existence" depends on body and breath.16 God lives without breath; the soul made in His image becomes conscious of itself, for the first time, only during the breathless state.

Someone once said to me: You never mention his looks. And it's true, I don't, I find it difficult. At that time, he was probably the most beautiful man alive, as he was certainly the most violent, but that's the problem. How do you separate a tiger's beauty from its ferocity? Or a cheetah's elegance from the speed of the attack? Achilles was like that- the beauty and the terror were two sides of a single coin.

We howled, all of us, for the loss of our homeland - for the loss of our fathers, husbands, brothers, sons, for everybody we'd ever loved. For all the men carried away on that blood-dark tide.

Sybel, you went from me like a dream, so silently, so irrevocably—I could not bear it, I could not bear it—

Then go." She held his eyes. Just go and find her. Alone. Now. Because all I can tell your father, if you don't, is that you belong to Brume, you have never truly left her, and the King of Serre's only son and heir is still imprisoned in one of the witch's spells, still doing her bidding in spite of all your protests that you are free.

She tried to keep her voice steady, but it was pretense, like pretending self-control when something you loved was dead in front of your eyes. They would have to separate here.

You know, you look very fine, Carol said. You've come out all of the sudden. Is that what comes of getting away from me? No, Therese said quickly. She frowned down at the tea she didn't want. Carol's phrase come out had made her think of being born, and it embarrassed her. Yes, she had been born since she left Carol. She had been born the instant she saw the picture in the library, and her stifled cry then was like the first yell of an infant, being dragged into the world against its will.

Yes, I have sunk a good deal since they took you from me.

Ayer, se dijo, o se dejó entender, que el camino que he escogido me llevaría a hundirme en las profundidades del vicio y la degeneración humanas. Sí, me he hundido bastante desde que me apartaron de ti

It came home to him then that he was separated from the people round him -- not as yet by bolts and bars, by prison walls, or by the sentence of the law, but by the intangible barriers which have separated the murderer from his kind ever since the mark was set on Cain.

my body has become another country and I feel like an unemployed illegal alien how will I survive where I do not belong I belong with you

He backed away and so did she.

De-cide. Homo-cide. Sui-cide. Patri-cide. The root word decidere means "to cut off." All decisions cut us off, separate us from nearly infinite options as we select just one single path. And every decision we make earns us the favor of some and the disfavor of others.

Billions of tax dollars have freely flowed to undisguised religious organizations that openly laud faith to accomplish their mission.

She saved my life...and I've ruined hers. They sat in silence for a full minute, the air between them growing heavy, as if they both wanted to speak, and yet had nothing to say. They were strangers, after all, on a brief and bizarre journey that had just reached a fork in the road, each of them now needing to find seperate paths.

Langdon watched the phone plummet down and splash into the dark waters of the Nervión River. As it disappeared beneath the surface, he felt a pang of loss, staring back after it as the boat raced on. "Robert," Ambra whispered, "just remember the wise words of Disney's Princess Elsa." Langdon turned. "I'm sorry?" Ambra smiled softly. "Let it go.

They sat in silence for a full minute, the air between them growing heavy, as if they both wanted to speak, and yet had nothing to say. They were strangers, after all, on a brief and bizarre journey that had just reached a fork in the road, each of them now needing to find seperate paths.

Science makes an error," he said, the gentle laughter fading from his voice, "in cutting itself off from nature. In thinking of itself as separate. I feel a chill inside my heart when I imagine where such an error might lead.