Quotes About Distance

I could hear her babbling away beside me, but I wasn't really paying attention. I could barely focus on anything. My nerve endings seemed to have come alive; they almost jangled with anticipation I was going to see Will. Whatever else, I had that. I could almost feel the miles between us shrinking, as if we were at two ends of some invisible elastic thread.

Sometimes she woke up speaking his name. Sometimes she wondered how it were possible to be so far from the sea and still feel as if she were drowning.

In truth, her grief made me uncomfortable. It was too close to a place I had been, and not long ago. I was wary of her sadness, as if it were contagious, and found myself looking for excuses to stay away from her, trying to keep myself busy so that I didn't have to absorb it too... And then I thought about his later years when I'd treated him almost as a part of the furniture. I hadn't written to him. I hadn't called him. I had just assumed he would be here as long as I wanted him to be.

I suppose I hadn't believed in Fate until that point. But it's hard not to [...] when you think that there was no way, across miles, continents, vast ocean, we were meant to see each other again.

You could only truly reinvent yourself far from home. On trips to see her parents, she still feels a little stifled by all that communal history.

que aquellos que viajábamos lejos de casa siempre tendríamos el corazón en dos sitios.

I swore I wouldn't contact you again. But six weeks on, and I feel no better. Being without you-thousands of miles from you-offer is no relief at all. The fact that I am no longer tormented by your presence, or presented with daily evidence of my inability to have the one thing I truly desire, has not healed me. It has made things worse. My future feels like a bleak, empty road.

The fact that I am no longer tormented by your proximity, or presented with daily evidence of my inability to have the one thing I truly want, has not healed me. It

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I didn't want to hear about people I loved playing Happy Families without me while I was thousands of miles away.

But long-distance relationships rarely survive.' 'So we are in a relationship.' I started to protest and he smiled. 'I'm kidding. Some. Some don't survive. I'm guessing some do, though. I guess it depends how much both sides want to try.

He was gazing right into her eyes, as he said this, seemingly imparting something of the impossibility of connections when one is always on the move.

I would honestly have changed my flight, perhaps even disappeared until I could make sure that there was between us a whole continent, not just a few impossible inches.

We spend our whole lives trying to get men to talk, she thought. And then when they do we wish we were a million miles away.

And, gradually, I let him know what it meant to me to have him in my life again, his voice in my ear in the small hours, the knowledge that I meant something to him. The sense of him as a physical presence, despite the miles that separated us.

Don't think of me too often. I don't want to think of you getting all maudlin.

Sometimes she wondered how it were possible to be so far from the sea and still feel as if she were drowning.

For the first time since I had arrived in America I had an almost physical sense of being in the wrong place, as if I were being tugged by an invisible cords to somewhere a million miles away.

For the first time since I had arrived in America I had an almost physical sense of being in the wrong place, as if I were being tugged by invisible cords to somewhere a million miles away.

I could almost feel the miles between us shrinking, as if we were at two ends of some invisible elastic thread.

With Will I sensed a vast internal hinterland, a world he wouldn't give me even a glimpse of.

So I did what every girl does when she's far from home and a little sad. I ate half a packet of chocolate Digestives and called my mother.

There are 158 footsteps between the bus stop and home but it can stretch to 180 if you aren't in a hurry, like maybe if you're wearing platform shoes.

Nowhere is far...You are in Paris! - Fabien