Quotes About Separation

I had huge separation anxiety as a kid.

We have lived together for more than 18 years. Malaika is like family to us even after separation. We have a son together. We are responsible for him.

I think I'm extremely lucky to have been able to go through a separation with the mother of my child and us still be great friends.

I don't know if I would do sequels. I almost feel like when I'm done with them, they're going to have to find their own way.

I don't want to separate religion and state, I want to settle it.

Ripping children away from their parents has a particular shameful history, both in this country and around the world.

Divorce is just the most awful thing in the world.

I can't imagine losing my wife or daughter or only being able to see them every so often. If my work made that happen, then music would become a bad thing.

I have barely seen my son since he came into the world. Even though I hear his voice on the phone almost every day, it is very tough to not be present while he is growing up.

What's going on in my life, I never bring it to the basketball court.

I don't think any child could really be happy between five and eight away from their parents.

It's like when a guy gets a divorce from his wife. You part ways. That's what I did with The Beach Boys.

'Community,' that loaded word so beloved of politicians, is simply not a reality in most people's lives. It's normal for us to be cut off from each other.

ultimately, mindfulness is intimacy—with ourselves and the world—underneath any apparent separation between the two.

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At Naval Air Station Grosse Ile in Michigan, he and Barbara took a room in town for fourteen dollars a week, but without kitchen privileges. "It is sort of a lonely existence for poor Bar," Bush wrote home to Greenwich, "but she doesn't complain at all, and I am just in heaven having her here.

When did fact checking and journalism go their separate ways?

All we ever argued about was nothing. As if by multiplying zero content by infinite talk we could make it stop being zero. In order to have sex again we´d had to separate, and in order to have frenzied and complusive sex we´d had to get divorced.

She, for her part, was accustomed to my leavings and didn't complain too much. But she still felt about me what she'd always felt, which was what I wouldn't really feel about her until after she was gone. I hate it when Daylight Savings Time starts while you're here, she told me while we were driving to the airport, because it means I have an hour less with you.

We just went through a bad divorce. - Violent bad? Restraining-order bad? - No, no. Just emotionally painful. - OK, so an ordinary divorce.

She was right for him, he was right for her, but they couldn't find a way to be together.

How strange it began to seem that cars have bodies that never are supposed to touch, a disaster if they do.

In the end, everyone loses everyone. There was no invention to get around that, and so I felt, that night, like the turtle that everything else in the universe was on top of.

I knew that our time together was almost over, I asked her if she liked sports, she asked me if I liked chess, I asked her if she liked fallen trees, she went home with her father, the center of me followed her, but I was left with the shell of me, I needed to see her again, I couldn't explain my need to myself, and that's why it was such a beautiful need, there's nothing wrong with not understanding yourself.