Quotes About Distance

I was on the far side of the dream.

Know I don't hate you Don't wanna fight you Know I'll always love you But right now I just don't like you Cause you took this too far

Elle se disait qu'il était peut-être là, séparé d'elle par un rien de temps, par un millième de seconde, plus infranchissable qu'un mur de forteresse.

I got the address from her, and by good luck it wasn't Bucyrus, Ohio, but merely Brooklyn. Whatever else you want to say about Brooklyn, and so do I, it does have one big advantage, it's close.

though it is a form of intimacy I don't care for, since I have a tendency to fight shy of bonds.

What separates man from divine Reality is the slightest of barriers: God is infinitely close to man, but man is infinitely far from God. The barrier is, for man, a mountain; he stands before a mountain which he must remove with his own hands. He digs away the earth, but in vain; the mountain remains. Man, however, goes on digging, in the name of God. And the mountain vanishes. It was never there.

It was somehow easier to love a person who wasn't there.

England. A long way away. A heathen land where they do not have the true faith.

I no longer live in Chicago. Not a day goes by when I do not wish I were there.

I already have. Not at all that far from where we were, but far enough away. Actually, we're both fortunate and unfortunate.

Can miles truly separate you from friends . . . If you want to be with someone you love, aren't you already there?

Can miles truly separate us from friends? If we want to be with someone we love, aren't we already there?

Can miles truly separate you from friends... If you want to be with someone you love, aren't you already there?

Boredom between two people doesn't come from being together physically. It comes from being apart mentally and spiritually.

When you find the difference, I want you to take the thing you no longer wish to believe and push it all the way off into the distance, then move it over and pop it up on the other side so that when you look at it you know it's a lie and you're angry about it.

I'll tell you about it because I am here and you are distant.

The thing about going abroad is that it's quite far away.

The home was familiar. But I was a stranger. There was a huge distance between me and this life that I had led. Everything was the same, yes - everything except me. The sameness in the things around me just served to illuminate the strangeness in me.

I almost feel as if I were lamenting the passing away of something loved and dear,—the boats, the Kanakas, the hides, my old shipmates! Death, change, distance, lend them a character which makes them quite another thing from the vulgar, wearisome toil of uninteresting, forced manual labor.

We'd drifted too far to rely on the old boyhood telepathy anymore.

What is it within us that gives us this need not just to satisfy basic biological wants, but to extend our wills over things, to objectify them, to make them ours, to manipulate them, to keep them at a psychic distance?

zoomable from a hundred miles per yard clown to about ten.

He has always been alien to her, a man of procedures where there should be passions. Now she wonders if he might have died, once, too.

People have sex with strangers. People marry strangers. People spend half a century in bed together and wind up strangers at the end.