Quotes About Distance

Written kisses don't reach their destination, rather they are drunk on the way by the ghosts.

I am fond of lovers but I cannot love, I am too far away, am banished

I am away from home and must always write home, even if any home of mine has long since floated away into eternity.

I have this vision: That I would finally come and find you. Scattered pieces of distance would not stand in my way. Not needing words; the barest of glimpses would suffice for you and me.

Away in the distance, a train appeared behind the trees, all its compartments were lit, the windows were sure to be open. One of us started singing a ballad, but we all wanted to sing. We sang far quicker than the speed of the train, we swung our arms because our voices weren't enough, our voices got into a tangle where we felt happy. If you mix your voice with others' voices, you feel as though you're caught on a hook. (trans. Michael Hofmann)

Write to me only once a week, so that your letter arrives on Sunday — for I cannot endure your daily letters, I am incapable of enduring them. For instance, I answer one of your letters, then lie in bed in apparent calm, but my heart beats through my entire body and is conscious only of you. I belong to you

it's impossible to understand how my breast could expand and contract to breathe this air, it's impossible to understand how you can be far away.

Written kisses never arrive at their destination; the ghosts drink them up along the way.

I will cross hundreds of seas and oceans without sinking to reach you, see your eyes and sink completely into their depths.

It follows, perhaps, that we are now both married, you in Vienna, I to my fear in Prague, and that not only you, but I too, tug in vain at our marriage.

That was why, if you wanted to keep up a correspondence with him, you couldn't give him any actual news, the kind you would unthinkingly write to even your most distant acquaintance.

In the first two weeks his parents could not bring themselves to visit him

Perhaps the logical conclusion is that we're both married, you in Vienna, I to my fear in Prague.

I looked at her much less often than I wanted to.

Veien til medmennesket er for meg svært lang

The man who says he is willing to meet you halfway is usually a poor judge of distance.

Wind, weather, everything comes into play when you're in the kicking game - how far the ball is going to traveling in the air, where it's going to travel with the wind.

It's hard for two actors to be together. Take the traveling, for instance. It winds up being a long distance relationship, all the time, because one's working here and one's working there, or one's staying at home and one's off someplace else.

To establish personal relationships with the people you work with is stupid, because you never know when the winds will change. I try not to get too close to people.

I'm not a real big wine drinker. I enjoy wine from a distance.

I don't care if I never see Texas again.

You come to Oklahoma to beat Texas. I was born and raised in Austin. They didn't recruit me. I grew up 15 miles from their campus. I can't stand them.

I went from Lubbock, Texas, to Berkeley, California. That's enough said.

I had the little Radio Shack crystal radio, and then my aunt Judy bought me a shortwave radio. It was amazing to me: like on these really clear nights - I lived in Ohio - I could get Texas or Florida. You felt like the world was a smaller place.