Quotes About Separation

We have the knowledge to realise we are just a mass of quanta and particles, like everything else is, and yet we keep trying to separate ourselves from the universe we live in

In a world where possibility is endless, the possibilities for pain and loss and permanent separation are also endless.

People might be encouraged to feel inadequate, but they don't have to, as soon as they realise that the feeling is separate from the thing they are worried about

We still have real jury trials, honest judges, and free elections, all the superficial characteristics of a functional, free democracy. But underneath that surface is a florid and malevolent bureaucracy that mostly (not absolutely, but mostly) keeps the rich and the poor separate through thousands of tiny, scarcely visible inequities.

The civil rights movement ended in a kind of negotiated compromise. Black Americans were granted legal equality, while white America was allowed to nurture and maintain an illusion of innocence, even as it continued to live in almost complete separation.

As it turns out, there is a utility in keeping us divided. As people, the more separate we are, the more politically impotent we become.

Steve Durkee had left not on friendly terms, which is not unusual in the Paisley world.

We mortal millions live alone.

Silence abides. Nobody talks. Nobody can talk. No man knows his own mind. Fear prises the body and soul apart as neatly as a scallop knife – pop! He is no longer in control of himself. Someone or something else commands him: the war itself. He runs in expectation of death – any second, any second now – and then his soul will hang around like so much chaff until a stiff breeze disperses it and he will return to the source.

Whatever is unclean should be to us an abomination; touch not the unclean thing.

It would be lovely if we could gather up all the evil people and put them together on one island, leaving them to self-destruct in their collective sinfulness.

Betsy. The great war is on but I hope ours is over. Please come home. Joe.

Jack la miró largamente. ¿Cómo había imaginado que podría vivir sin ella? Durante todo el infernal trayecto por la autopista cubierta de agua en un Jeep robado, mejor dicho, prestado, había ensayado lo que iba a decir, había pensado cómo iba a abordarla. Una vez allí, en la misión más arriesgada de toda su vida, solo podía hacer una cosa.

The mother/daughter relationship and the separation from the mother is so complex that in most women's literature and fairy tales the mother remains absent, dead, or villainous.

Deux paroles étroitement serrées l'une contre l'autre, comme deux corps vivants, mais aux limites indécises.

the writer never reads his work. It is, for him, illegible, a secret. He cannot linger in its presence. It is a secret because he is separated from it. However, his inability to read the work is not a purely negative phenomenon. It is, rather, the writer's only real relation to what we call the work.

We would speak of nothing if it were only necessary to speak of that with which we coincide, since speech is already a separation. Moreover, there is no experience without speech, the purely lived is not even found within man's speaking life. But the primary sense of speech is, nevertheless, in this text of experience that it attempts to utter.

Are the limits between the ''inside'' and the "outside" so clear?

I cry a lot because I miss people. They die and I can't stop them. They leave me and I love them more.

But the wild things cried, "Oh please don't go- We'll eat you up- we love you so!

Is our discipleship system producing disciples whose character reflects Christ—who are holy toward God and loving toward others, whose lives are separated from sin, dedicated to biblical pursuits, and committed to eternal reality?

Within the soul of each Vietnam veteran there is probably something that says "Bad war, good soldier." Only now are Americans beginning to separate the war from the warrior.

We do not aspire to communal life but to a life apart.

Bez tebe je moja duša gubava, bez tebe moje srce vapi, izgubljeno, bez tebe je moja misao osaka?ena, bez krila.