Quotes About Distance

I beg of you to rest, to seek healing of the spirit and healing of the body. Our life is a walk in the night, we know not how great the distance to the dawn that awaits us. And the path is strewn with stumbling blocks and our bodies are grown tyrannous with weeping yet we lift our feet. We lift our feet. With the help of G-d, R.

But I will tell you what I learned after I lost my sight... I walked through rooms that had once been familiar, my arms outstretched, and was fouled and thwarted by every obstacle in my path. What I learned then, Ester, is a thing that I have been learning ever since... The distance between things are vast, he said. They are vast.

Quantum theory tells us, Mr. Thomas, that every point in the universe is intimately connected to every other point, regardless of apparent distance. In some mysterious way, any point on a planet in a distant galaxy is as close to me as you are.

If she could seldom bring herself to touch me and even more seldom look at me directly, she nonetheless made a place for me in her life.

she wants to put a few hundred more miles between them and Ringrock as fast as she can

Now, Gunner takes her call, as though they had spoken only yesterday

a long fall from thirty or forty stories, a short span of seconds

He said, "Sometimes it takes a lot of distance to be able to fold a piece of your life into a work of fiction.

She has been sitting on the step for half an hour when she hears semiautomatic rifle fire in the distance.

They sat side by side, their legs drawn up, arms around their knees, facing west toward the Far East, where Japan lay thousands of miles away in tomorrow afternoon.

Sometimes it takes a lot of distance to be able to fold a piece of your life into a work of fiction.

It's hard when we can't see each other's smiles as we pass

They stood half a kitchen apart physically, half a universe emotionally.

Carolyn wished she had a way of reaching Dave;

Still, I remained curious. Abby Kincaid had flown in from Florida, which was about as far away from Cedar Cove as a person could get while remaining in the continental United States. She appeared to be happy for her brother and his bride, but she didn't seem pleased to be in town. She'd mentioned that it'd been over ten years since she was last in Cedar Cove, but surely there were school friends she'd want to see.

Norah, her younger sister, had managed to call her in Italy nearly a week ago about their father's heart attack. The connection had been bad and she'd had difficulty hearing, but Norah's sense of urgency had come clearly over the wire. Their father was gravely ill, and Steffie needed to hurry home—something that turned out to be much easier said than done.

Again from a distance, Sukie was once again struck by her mother's chic and how different things can seem from far away, how there's more than one truth, the faraway truth and the truth close up.

Some people we glimpse as chasms, briefly but deeply, even to the death of us. Others are shallow places you never seem to get across.

It seemed the two held forth on parallel tracks, confident of meeting somewhere in infinity.

I didn't want to get to know her very well, and didn't want to be bridging any silences with our eyes.

One small, orange flower that looked as if it had fallen down here from Andromeda, surrounded by a part of the world cast mainly in eleven hundred shades of brown, under a sky whose blueness seemed to get lost in it's own distances.

If Morrow worked with herself she'd try and sit a few desks away.

He'd known of her, of course; everyone in the neighborhood knew of Katie. She was that beautiful. But few people really knew her. Beauty could do that; it scared you off, made you keep your distance. It wasn't like in the movies where the camera made beauty seem like something that invited you in. In the real world, beauty was like a fence to keep you out, back you off.

While Han sits and gazes into his private distance, she assembles a meal: chunks of lamb grilled directly over the gas flame, gleaming skewers of onion, tomato, zucchini, a scent of lavender in the oil. There is a bag of frekeh in one of the cabinets and she considers this for a moment but then shuts the door. The aroma of garlic, grilled lamb, and open fields fills the kitchen. She brings it to the table on a big plate with rice cooked with saffron and toasted pine nuts.