Quotes About Return

It is like being two foreigners, trapped in a land we have come to, unable to return to our own, and having only each other to confirm the reality of the place we once lived.

I've returned and I look around me and think, I've missed my life. While I was off and alone, it went on here, without me, and I'm forever doomed to be a stranger in my own home.

He came one late, wet spring, and brought the wide world back to my doorstep.

Plants are also integral to reweaving the connection between land and people. A place becomes a home when it sustains you, when it feeds you in body as well as spirit. To recreate a home, the plants must also return.

Everything always returns to the beginning.

The fallen leaves return to the root.

Finally, the nima returns to our plane. Wrong cannot be hidden. An outside spirit is insulted because Deh-ja made a mistake in one of her ancestor offerings.

Pen stared around the disrupted harbor. I'll ... return. You'd better, said Seuka, with determination. Pen swung up onto the coarse rope weave and flashed a grin over his shoulder. I thought I was the evil sorcerer. Lencia shot back, Yes, but you're our evil sorcerer.

You are letting this man steal your soul and it should not be his to own, unless he gives his in return. As long as you have that part of you, you will always have the will to ensure that he never breaks you, or breaks the joy you find with your child.

don't want you to say anything, Son. I want you to let Kelly come to you. She's been scared to death of your return, and I don't know why myself. I know you wouldn't hurt her, but I know for a fact she knows about some of those little affairs you and your cousins have participated in." And his father suspected she was scared of him now. Rowdy could see it in Ray's eyes, feel it in the air around them.

T]he normal and the everyday are often amazingly unstoppable, and what is unimaginable is the cessation of them. The world is resilient, and, no matter what interruptions occur, people so badly want to return to their lives and get on with them. A veneer of civilization descends quickly, like a shining rain. Dust is settled.

She had bought several plain pine chests to use as love seats or boot boxes, but they came to look to her more and more like children's coffins, so she returned them.

My next thought was for Lord Suckling's charming song: 'I prithee send me back my heart / Since I cannot have thine.

The present dispensation of the covenant of grace will continue until the return of Christ, when the covenant relation will be realized in the fullest sense of the word in a life of intimate communion with God.

The pleasure of homecoming is more than recompense for the pains of setting out, and therefore it is always worth departing.

From The Skull and the Arrow : The man went on until he saw the dark opening of a cave. He turned to it for shelter then, as men have always done. Though there are tents and wickiups, halls and palaces, in his direst need man always returns to the cave.

Her mind was present because she was always gone. Her hands were filled because they grasped the meaning of empty. Life was simple. Her husband returned and she served him with indifferent patience this time. When he asked what had happened to her heat for him, she gestured to the west. The sun was setting. The sky was a body of fire.

I love plants. For the longest time I thought that they died without pain. But of course after I had argued with Mary she showed me clippings on how plants went into shock when pulled up by their roots, and even uttered something indescribable, like panic, a drawn-out vowel only registered on special instruments. Still, I love their habit of constant return. I don't like cut flowers. Only the ones that grow in the ground.

Contrary to her father's predictions, Ida inflicted far more damage on Standard Oil than she received in return.

Hope is a strange commodity. It is an opiate. We swear we have relinquished it and, lo, here comes a day when, all unannounced, our enslavement to it returns.

As surely as Water will wet us, as surely as Fire will burn, The Gods of the Copybook Headings with terror and slaughter return!

I dance on the hide of Shere Khan, but my heart is very heavy. My mouth is cut and wounded with the stones from the village, but my heart is very light, because I have come back to the jungle. Why?

Not though you die to-night, O Sweet, and wail, A spectre at my door, Shall mortal Fear make Love immortal fail -- I shall but love you more, Who, from Death's House returning, give me still One moment's comfort in my matchless ill.

Time's arrow points one way only. Even the moment just past cannot be returned to.