Quotes About Separation

Don't go; don't go! Oh! Edna, stay with me.

that old unfulfilled craving became an obsession I couldn't escape, a black hole of raw grief I kept falling deeper into. 'Where are my children?' I felt their absence and loss as if they existed somewhere I couldn't reach, as if they were stuck forever on the other side of a membrane and I could never access them.

Farewell" is not the word that you would like to hear from your mother as you are being led to the dungeon by 2 oversize mice in black hoods. Words that you would like to hear are "Take me instead, I will go to the dungeon in my sons place." There is a great deal of comfort in those words.

Farewell is a word that, in any language, is full of sorrow. It is a word that promises nothing.

How many times, Edward wondered, would he have to leave without getting the chance to say goodbye?

How did anybody say goodbye to someone they loved? But that was what the world demanded, wasn't it? Again and again, the world insisted upon betrayals, goodbyes. How could anyone bear it?

At the last moment, Antoinette came out of her faint and shouted one word to her child. That word, reader, was adieu... Adieu is the French word for farewell. "Farewell" is not the word you would like to hear from your mother as you are being led to the dungeon by two oversize mice in black hoods... "Farewell" is a word that, in any language, is full of sorrow. It is a word that promises absolutely nothing.

But I'm not ready to let Winn-Dixie go.

Mig watched her father walk away, the red table cloth billowing out behind him. He left his daughter. And, as you already know, he did not look back. Not even once.

How could people send their children away? How did anybody say goodbye to someone they loved? But that was what the world demanded, wasn't it? Again and again, the world insisted upon betrayals, goodbyes. How could anyone bear it?

Rob was dismayed to see that she was still wearing his shirt and jeans.

I am like you, Bloodheart," he said, his voice hoarse; but his voice always was hoarse now, for he had survived worse injuries than these. The iron collar, and his chains, weighed heavily on his neck. "My heart rests not within me but with another, and she is far away from here. That is why you will never defeat me.

Aber jede noch so kleine Verbesserung meines Zustandes entfernte mich weiter von George, und in Wahrheit war seine Gesellschaft die einzige, nach der mich verlangte. Ich empfand es als Verrat, dass ich lernte ohne ihn zu leben.

I ain't got no blood claim on you, and the Lord in Heaven knows I want you to have a good life with your own people. But"—her huge bass voice broke up into little squeaky pieces—"but it's killing me to see you go.

I felt sure that I was approaching the brink of my destiny. I wasn't mistaken. How was I to know that I'd never see John—or Big Tom, or Lady Jane, or Miss America, or any of the rest—ever again?

The leaving happened slowly, gradually, as these things do, and before we knew it, we were lost to each other, as if a magician had whisked a cloth off the table, leaving the dishes there, jolted. And when we looked back it was all a blur, time on fast forward, hurtling to an inevitable conclusion.

It was only when we were in that bed, high above the world - then I thought the birds could have been circling around our bodies circled around each other - that we made our world totally separated from everything else. It was the only way we could be together.

The dead do not become stars or ghosts. in fact, they are hardly undone. Soon their randomly dispersed parts reappear one by one on foreign hosts- the beloved ear or freckled arm, separate as a milagro or bracelet charm. It is not grotesque, though odd. Even a piece does us some good. "Charms

It never occurred to me that our lives, until then so closely interwoven, could unravel and separate

If you were a boy and a girl and you were in love with each other, really, properly in love, and if you could show it, then the people who run Hailsham, they sorted it out for you. They sorted it out so you could have a few years together before you began your donations.

It would be the saddest thing to me, princess. To walk separately from you, when the ground will let us go as we always did.

You'll figure it out! You get on your plane and I'll get on mine. And we'll see which one crashes!

Perhaps they hadn't met for a long time. A long, long time. Perhaps when they last held each other like that, they were still young.' 'Do you mean, Manager, that they lost each other?' She was quiet for another moment. 'Yes,' she said, eventually. 'That must be it. They lost each other. And perhaps just now, just by chance, they found each other again.

Leave us, you were always on the outside of our love.