Quotes About Distance

Far in the distance the tugboat whistled; its call passed the bridge, one more arch, then another, the lock, another bridge, farther and farther … It was summoning all the barges on the river, every last one, and the whole city and the sky and the countryside, and ourselves, to carry us all away, the Seine too —and that would be the end of us.

Indeed, I find that distance lends perspective and I often write better of a place when I am some distance from it. One can be so overwhelmed by the forest as to miss seeing the trees.

There are tides in the affairs of men, tides of restlessness and awareness; there are thin threads of thought that reach out across the distance and, like the threads of a weaver, are drawn together tight.

see perhaps four and a half miles, and the lookout

go. It was close enough, yet out of sight of the station.

often between ourselves and those nearest and dearest to us there exists a reserve which it is very hard to overcome.

jo achou que parecia que a irmã tinha amadurecido muito naqueles quinze dias e que se distanciava dela para um mundo em que não poderia segui-la.

As such, he presided over these sordid municipal skirmishes, albeit keeping a sanitary distance.

With the Tarbell series under way, Rockefeller kept a salutary distance from his new foundation.

Parmalee and Senior had a remote relationship and seldom saw each other.

spending months apart from his wife each year.

He craved the love of a father who seemed too remote and too self-absorbed to attend to his boyish needs.

He was like a man who stands upon a hill above the town he has left, yet does not say 'The town is near,' but turns his eyes upon the distant soaring ranges, Thomas Wolfe declares at the end of Look Homeward, Angel, and those words I spoke aloud to the bathroom mirror that summer, and thought of Wolfe in New York, writing between journeys to the West, and of Hemingway traveling from Paris cafés to African veldts. "YOU'RE

Con los años, las parejas se van llenando de pequeñas desilusiones, de divergencias del proyecto amoroso que creyeron entrever en la primera pasión, de fallos propios y ajenos, rendiciones, aceptación acomodaticia de sus egoísmos y su cobardía. Con los años, el otro o la otra cada vez está más cerca en las rutinas pero más lejos en lo esencial.

convertirse, en ocasiones, en perfectos extraños. Y los peores son los extraños bien sincronizados, aquellos que entran y salen juntos, que van de vacaciones, que cenan con los amigos y jamás discuten, pero que luego, cuando están los dos solos, ni se miran a los ojos, sideralmente separados por el telón de hierro de todo lo que han dejado de compartir y decirse.

Oscar and I are very close, and yet I know that part of him is still withdrawn, even from me. As though part of him was still in another place. Another country. Journeying, perhaps. Or in exile. Across the sea. And I can't be with him, because I haven't got the right sort of passport.

She supposed she missed him, but it was not easy to go on missing a person when life had been lived without him for so long, with the only contact his monthly letters, which were three weeks old when they arrived, and not very inspiring even then.

There was another twenty miles to cover tomorrow, most of it on foot.

threw his soul after his eye across the deep blue gulfs between range and range.

How do the turtles find Ascension Island? There are sharks in the water too. Some of the turtles get eaten by sharks. Do the turtles know about sharks? How do they not think about the sharks when they're swimming that 1,400 miles? Green turtles must have the kind of mind that doesn't think about sharks unless a shark is there. That must be how it is with them. I can't believe they'd swim 1,400 miles thinking about sharks.

On the far side stretched the open Pacific and beyond, but the crow could not fly high enough to see its way home.

I'm reaching through time to touch you...you're reaching back to touch me.

When I'd put enough distance between us, it occurred to me that I was probably the only person in the history of the world who has ever recalled Sh?nagon in a strip joint in Texas. I liked that

It was all very well to talk of absence making the heart grow fonder, but "out of sight, out of mind