Quotes About Separation

He has gone and we are missing him ! When you get accustomed to people or places or ways of living, and then have them snatched away, it does leave an empty, gnawing sort of sensation.

C'était une longue étreinte, déchirante de tendresse et de douleur, le symbole, pour tous ceux qui en étaient les témoins, de ce que la condition humaine recèle de plus tragique: l'amour à l'épreuve de l'ultime séparation. L'éternité du sentiment et la finitude des corps.

La beauté, à ce degré, sépare des autres mortels, suscitant leurs désirs et leur jalousie. Pour un qu'elle satisfera, elle fera quantité de victimes, qui transformeront la douleur de leur amour déçu en volonté dangereuse de vengeance.

In-laws were often used as plot devices to drive a happy couple apart, to destroy marital love and trust.

She sticks her hand through the fence and wiggles her fingers on the other side. Her fingers are in el norte. She spits through the fence. Only to leave a piece of herself there on American dirt.

What love had been there was already slipping away. She could still sense it like a ghost in the room, vague and inanimate, but she could no longer feel it. Her affection had gone, leached out, like blood from a cadaver. When he squeezed her fingers, she caught the scent of formaldehyde. When he hooked his sad gaze into hers, she saw the glass of his lenses, spattered with blood.

And then Luca leans close and whispers something in the coyote's ear. And the man reaches up and takes Luca in his arms, and Luca folds himself around the coyote's neck, and they embrace for a long moment, and then they turn away from each other quickly, and Luca ascends the steps. Lydia watches through the window as El Chacal lifts his pack from one of the lawn chairs, hoists his replenished water supplies, and heads back into the desert.

So we're leaving today, Papi. We are already gone. And you must be very careful and look after yourself, please. We are taking you with us in our hearts, and we will call you when we get to el norte, Papi. And we'll send for you when we have jobs, and you can come to us, and you can bring Mami and Abuela, too, and we will all be together again as it is meant to be.

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She spits through the fence. Only to leave a piece of herself there on American dirt.

Love was love, but art was art and though he mixed the two a little, he never confused them.

You never know how the loss will come -- whether he will lose you or you him, but it is a certainty that there will be a shattering involuntary separation. Death is the abandonment caused not by betrayal but by fidelity.

This is what Zarlino means when he says that the bass should proceed by separated intervals, for intervals cannot be consonant unless they are separated. Although Zarlino also says that the bass

tonight. Anna, or her people, took her from her crib

Being human and being intelligent are separate matters.

There's nothing good about goodnight when it means goodbye.

Even heaven is hell without you.

We were always finding each other and losing each other and finding each other again, and that was just the way of us.

There are certain kinds of deaths that one should not be expected to relive, certain kinds of connections so deep that when they are broken you feel the snap of the link inside you.

There are certain kinds of deaths that one should not be expected to relive, certain kinds of connections so deep that when they are broken you feel the snap of the link inside you. As

But he's here- right here, he challenged shrilly. Daddy, daddy, speak to me! It's David! Reaching out his hand, he gently touched his fathers face. He drew back then, at once, his eyes distended with terror. He isn't! He is- gone, he chattered frenziedly. This isn't the father-part that KNOWS. It's the other- that they leave. He's left it behind him- like the squirrel, and the water in the brook.

Estaba solo, era ajeno al mundo. Sintió que siempre había estado a un lado, mirando pasar automóviles, personas, sucesos.

Men to the left! Women to the right! Eight words spoken quietly, indifferently, without emotion. Eight simple, short words. Yet that was the moment when I left my mother.

I didn't know that this was the moment in time and the place where I was leaving my mother and Tzipora forever.