Quotes About Distance

The house where she had raised her son—never, ever realizing that she herself had been raising a motherless child, now a long, long way from home.

A little bit she was aware of the beauty she walked by, the sunlight sparkling off the quiet lake, the bare trees - it was beautiful, she was not unaware of this, but it was futile, and far away. Mostly she looked down at the muddy roots in front of her; the path, uneven with its little use, required concentration to maneuver. Perhaps it was the concentration that allowed her into the day.

Everything felt a little bit far away, is what I mean, like I was removed from it. And that night in the hotel I did not give myself as freely to my husband as I usually did, the feeling I had was still with me. The truth is this: That feeling never went away. Not entirely. I had it my whole marriage with him—it ebbed and flowed—but it was a terrible thing.

The truth is, Olive, Amy is good to me, but she does live in Iowa, and I sometimes think when a child moves that far away they're really trying to get away from something, and in this case I suspect it's me.

But it's a sad story, Lucy. Both Pam and Jim are in New York and they always will be, and I will always be here in Maine." We sat in silence while I absorbed this. Oh, he broke my heart!

Aristarchus's observations led him to propose a completely new model of the universe and solar system, based on the hypothesis that the planets revolved around the sun and that the earth itself revolved every twenty-four hours around its axis. Aristarchus was also a formidable mathematician, who made calculations of the distance from the earth to the sun and the diameter of the sun based on solar eclipses.

That out of sight is out of mind is true of most we leave behind

Zo heeft hij altijd het meeste van mensen gehouden. Hun zindering te voelen zonder hun zwaarte. Te weten dat die er is, al die energie die ze vragen en opwekken, maar ver genoeg bij hem vandaan om er geen schok van op te lopen.

My father] loved me tenderly and shyly from a distance, and later on took a naive pride in seeing my name in print.

Perhaps he walked two miles between the high walls of the lane before its descent ceased, but he thrilled with the sense of having journeyed very far, all the long way from the known to the unknown.

Le cimetière se trouvait à six cents mètres de son extrémité, mais le bruit des avions ne dérangerait guère les défunts — pour ce que peuvent en savoir des vivants n'ayant encore aucune expérience personnelle de la question.

Nå var de to småløpende skikkelsene langt nok borte. Korpela snudde seg og betraktet følgesvennene sine. Han grep mikrofonen og meddelte at nå var det på tide å dra. – Farvel da, og takk for alt.

I ask myself how other people see me, and I hope they see me from way far away.

The pistol is not a weapon, it is an impertinence. If two men are to kill each other, they should do so face-to-face, not from a distance, like vile highwaymen

Triste España —comenta, desolado—. Basta alejarse unas leguas de cualquier ciudad para encontrarse entre bárbaros. —No faltan en otras naciones, don Hermes... Lo que pasa es que éstos duelen más porque son nuestros.

Allí jamás será aquí

Las leyendas sólo sobreviven vistas de lejos.

You live like comfortable strangers. Like characters in a play.

It sometimes seems that people in the states are so accustomed to watching death on "Eyewitness News," watching people starve to death in Africa, being tortured to death in Latin America or shot down on Asian streets, that, somehow, for them, people across the ocean—people "up there" or "down there" or "over there"—are not real.

Why is love intensified by absence?

The further from one another, the nearer one can be.

Ik zoek de mensen zolang ze vreemden zijn; ik ontvlucht ze zodra ze dat niet meer zijn.

How do I live without the ones I love? Time still turns the pages of the book its burned. Place and time always on my mind. I have so much to say but your so far away.

Brody McTavish. Harper grimaced in embarrassment. She'd been half in love with him as far back as she could remember. Not that he had looked twice at her. He'd been the handsome rowdy teen she used to spy on from a distance.