Quotes About Distance

Eventually companion animals would be phased out, and we would return to a more symbiotic relationship - enjoyment at a distance.

La selva sigue pegada a la piel aunque uno ya este lejos, la fuerza del río sigue presente cuando hemos sido su juguete por tantos meses; es como si el tiempo que fluye fuera apenas un recuerdo del río, como si las horas presurosas fueran todavía sus orillas

He wondered why love had waited for this distance, waited for the moment when he need not touch, when the limits of contact and human surrender had dwindled to the size of a printed Mass card tucked in his wallet: In Memoriam...

O! never say that I was false of heart,Though absence seem'd my flame to qualify.

It were all oneThat I should love a bright particular starAnd think to wed it, he is so above me.

Like one that stands upon a promontory,And spies a far-off shore where he would tread,Wishing his foot were equal with his eye.

As a writer one doesn't belong anywhere. Fiction writers, I think, are even more outside the pale, necessarily on the edge of society. Because society and people are our meat, one really doesn't belong in the midst of society. The great challenge in writing is always to find the universal in the local, the parochial. And to do that, one needs distance.

Though inland far we be, Our souls have sight of that immortal sea Which brought us hither.

A mistress should be like a little country retreat near the town, not to dwell in constantly, but only for a night and away.

In practice, often 12 political officers, 100 British soldiers, and 800 paramilitary personnel controlled 10 million people, with the nearest regular force lying 1,000 miles away. From 1924 to 1937, 10,000 regular personnel and 200 aircraft controlled half the Middle East; 8,000 colonial troops governed British Africa; and only 45,000 European soldiers garrisoned India. Never

Eighteen thousand miles from the moon is some slide, but I'll get up there again some way!

I get a letter once a week from my mama. She say everything fine at home.. I write her back too, when I can, but what I'm gonna tell her that won't start her bawling again? So I just say we is having a nice time and everybody treating us fine.

One GI quipped (after Churchill) that "Never in the field of human conflict have so few been commanded by so many, from so far away.

At a distance enjoy the fragrance of flowers.

I felt he didn't need much warmth from anybody. His own 37.5º C were sufficient for him. His spirit slept alone. I thought about how, after Ben and I made love he'd turn his body away from me. His naked back would face me. Even though our bodies were just two or three centimeters apart, I couldn't bear that distance. I felt abandoned and sometimes, in the dark, I couldn't help myself, I missed Xiaolin. I missed nights with Xiaolin.

It was not that he didn't remember he once had another sort of life. But, like the old yellowing photograph at home, which he did not burn, it was sad to think about, and far away, like another world that had disappeared forever.

Your heart and mine are being pulled apart to such different, distant places. Yours is overflowing with warmth and life and sounds and smells, but mine is growing cold and hard at a terrifying pace. At some point it will break into a thousand pieces, shards of ice that will dissolve.

I had no intention of running after him. It was as though he had already gone somewhere far away, and I could run and run but I would never catch him.

I watched him walking away, sweater over his shoulders, bag in hand, until he was no more than a tiny point in the distance. I watched, without so much as blinking, and I realized how utterly lonely I was. But all my staring couldn't prevent that distant point from vanishing like a snowflake dissolving in the sunlight.

I couldn't reach him from here even if I tried.

Man sagte mir, die Welt sei vernetzt, die Entfernung spiele keine Rolle mehr. Es schien mir aber so, als ob nicht die Entfernung, sondern die Nähe keine Rolle mehr spiele. Auch jemanden, der nebenan sitzt, kann man eine E-Mail schicken. Ist die Welt wirklich vernetzt oder ist sie vielleicht verletzt?

the bond of blood. How strong it is, and how it has the power to reach across oceans.

Maybe we've grown out of each other.

He has found himself more and more reliant on her at exactly the point that she has become less available to him.