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“Kalbindeki geçici kiracı çıkmak istediğinde derhal tahliye edeceksin. Yanında durmayanları kazanmak için uğraşmayacaksın. Onları kazanmaya çalışırken kendini kaybetmek yerine, Onlar seni kaybedecek, sen kendini kazanacaksın. Sen, onları uğurlayarak kendini şifalandıracaksın. O yüzden, sımsıkı tutunduğun ne varsa bırakacaksın.”

“Somehow everything always came down to time, she realized with perfect lucidity. There was either too much or too little. It either passed too quickly or too slowly. It didn’t belong to anyone—it was simply a gift, bestowed by God, and yet eternally taken for granted. She closed her eyes for a moment, wishing Time could be tamed—reigned in—and tethered, synchronized with human needs and wants. But that wasn’t the case, was it?”

“It's been 12 years now, and I think he still can read my smiles. The way my lips stretch, making my eyes look smaller than they already are. The way my cheeks turn a little red, forming new wrinkles near my eyes. The way the dimple on my face makes a visit whenever I smile meeting someone I haven't seen in ages. It's been 12 years now, and I haven't smiled at him even once.”

“On the seventh day of the Seventh-month, in the Palace of Long Life, We told each other secretly in the quiet midnight world That we wished to fly in heaven, two birds with the wings of one, And to grow together on the earth, two branches of one tree." Earth endures, heaven endures; some time both shall end, While this unending sorrow goes on and on for ever.”

“صخبُ الصمت الصمت لغة الحاضر. صوت الأنين يمزّق الجرح .. صوت الانين يوقظ باقي الأنداب.. في الجمود عزاؤنا. الضحكة الكاذبة تحرق بضوضائها بقايا قلب أكلته النار.. الدمعة التي تنام في الأحداق وتتدحرج لا تنقذنا من الدمار.. الصمت لغة من بات ألمه من دون ذكرى.. الجمود قناع من فقد عينه وفمه.. في آخر الليلة الماطرة، مركب يغرق.. في آخر السالسا، رمح في الخاصرة.. في بداية العشق، اظافرحمراء في العنق.. بعد آخر نقطة حمراء، تنتبه أنك خسرت اصابعك العشرة.. ناسك يمشي طريق العودة الى ذاته.. ناسك مقتول ويرفض ان يلجأ الى الثأر.. ناسك يردد لنفسه: " الصمت مقبرة الضعف " " الجمود مقبرة الخذلان " أنا الناسك الذي فقد أصابعه العشرة.. أنا المتصوف في حبك أعتنق الصمت.. الصمت مقبرة آلام الحاضر.. الصمت مقبرة ذكريات الماضي.. الصمت ديانتي. ويا ليتني أصمت وتكف شفاهي عن قول " بلى "..”

“If you want to heal a broken heart, Be smart! That's all an ancient art. Start by loving the very small parts That were left there shattered apart.”

“The actuality that the heart does not want to feel, doesn't negate the certitude that it once felt and will still feel.”

“Basic gardening knowledge tells us that plants located adjacent to each other in the same soil, with similar exposure to sunlight and equal access to water and nourishment may grow at different rates and in different ways. My siblings and I were very different—in personality and temperament, in our views and opinions, and in our dreams and ambitions for the future. How could I be expected to evolve at the same pace and in the same direction as a stranger with whom I had tried (and failed) to build a mutually enabling relationship?”

“Your partner may have injuries that you can't repair. Your partner may be trapped in a dark room without windows. Your life narrative might bring him more relief than an opiate. Some people make better windows than windows. Your kind words and enlightened perspective is a window of wonders to someone living in pain.”

“I guess that sometimes it just takes a long walk through the darkness, a long walk through the darkest shadows and corners of your soul to realize that those are a part of you as well, that you've created through your experiences and thoughts those parts within yourself and as much as you can choose to fear them and repress them, they will require your attention one day, they will need your care and acceptance before you can clean them away and turn the lights on. For you refuse to shine the light on something that is imperfect, because you fear judgement and rejection, but you can always choose to look towards the light as the only source of true beauty and love that can help you in the cleaning process. Healing, after a long time of struggle and mess is a complex process, but a necessary one nevertheless. We are so overwhelmed by the amount of work it requires that we so often choose to run away from the light, hide in our dark corner and hope that we will never be found, hope that we will never be seen, or desperately look outwards for that love and compassion that we can no longer find within ourselves, for our soul's light no longer shines as it used to. And sometimes we just find those people that can see the light beneath all that dust and darkness that's been pilled up, those kind of light workers that understand our broken souls and manage to pick us up and see the beauty within us, when we find it so hard to see it ourselves. Sometimes I get so tired of separation, of division, of groups and different religions and belief systems. Even if you do find the truth, once you've put it into words, books and rules it already becomes distorted by the mind into something that is no longer truth. So I no longer hope for understanding, no longer hope for the opinion of a judgemental mind, but I hope to find the words that touch the soul before the mind, I hope to find the touch that warms the heart from deep inside, and hope to find that far away abandoned part of me which I've left behind.”

“As for the majority, it is not so much race as it is political affiliation that really divides it today. What was once an issue of physical difference is now one of intellectual difference. Men have yet to master disagreeing without flashing all their frustrations that come with it; the conservative will throw half-truths while the liberal will throw insults. Combine these and what do you get? A dishonest mockery of a country.”

“It was Cathy who taught me the true meaning of the word “risk.” Whenever I see that word written or hear it spoken, I see her face. I see her faith. I see her love and her youth when she took on this challenge. She perceived a need and didn’t wait for everything to fall into place before doing something about it. She did not wait until someone wrote the manual on How to be a Mother to a 19-Year-Old African Orphan When You’re Only 23.”

“[That wall] might be breached sometime in the future, but for now the only real conversation between them was the roots that had already grown low and deep, under the wall, where they could not be broken. The most terrible thing, though, was the fear that the wall could never be breached, that in his heart Alai was glad of the separation, and was ready to be Ender's enemy. For now that they could not be together, they must be infinitely apart, and what had been sure and unshakable was now fragile and insubstantial; from the moment we are not together, Alai is a stranger, for he has a life now that will be no part of mine, and that means that when I see him we will not know each other.”

“....he still maintained that she had done wrong to leave her husband; it was a violation of her sacred duties as a wife, and a tempting of Providence by laying herself open to temptation; and nothing short of bodily ill--usage (and that of no trifling nature) could excuse such a step - nor even that, for in such a case she ought to appeal to the laws for portection.”

“What do you mean, 'Angle of Repose?' she asked me when I dreamed we were talking about Grandmother's life, and I said it was the angle at which a man or woman finally lies down. I suppose it is; and yet ... I thought when I began, and still think, that there was another angle in all those years when she was growing old and older and very old, and Grandfather was matching her year for year, a separate line that did not intersect with hers. They were vertical people, they lived by pride, and it is only by the ocular illusion of perspective that they can be said to have met. But he had not been dead two months when she lay down and died too, and that may indicate that at that absolute vanishing point they did intersect. They had intersected for years, for more than he especially would ever admit.”

“सेपरेशन की वजह से हमारी लाइफ अलग-सी हो गई है।' मिसेज गुरुंग भी बातों का हिस्सा बन गई। 'हाँ, इस वजह से कई तलाक बच गए और कई हो गए। ' सुधा ने अपने अंदाज़ में कहा।”