We stand a professional distance apart, as if I can’t feel his pain screaming in my head. Mine amplifies his; they share a joint sound—that of glass breaking—until they swell to a crescendo that deafens.

The stars up there at night are closer than you think.

Every ounce of his soul tells him this will make a good story to tell his friends—an anecdote in the biography, an incident in the life. But part of the sorrow he feels—and it is that—comes from the distance he sees between himself and the storytelling, the hole that has ripped open between the here...

He ran from one side of the cage, and then back again, which was not very far. It was far only if you were a puppy.

paradise seemed further away than India, but Hell had become a bit closer

People are crazy and times are strange, I’m locked in tight, I’m out of range, I use to care but things have changed.

It seemed like all the way to tomorrow and over it to the days beyond.

The shortest distance between two points is under construction.

Distance was a dangerous thing, she knew. Distance changed people.

Hide the miles between usRun to meLike you run yourFingers through my hairDesire in every digit, in every touch.Run to meLike rivers run in springtimeFilled with renewing loveAs they do with the melting snow.Fly to meAs the birds fly the continentsCommitted to build their nests.Fly to meAs a cottonwood fluff in the airAll over me,...

Il est plus facile d’être un voyageur ou un savant que d’être un ami, un amant. Plus aisé d’aimer les hommes vaguement que d’aimer à la perfection un seul être imparfait.

The rules say that to tell a story you need first of all a measuring stick, a calendar, you have to calculate how much time has passed between you and the facts, the emotions to be narrated.

The ‘Dance of Love’ is much more of a dialogue, one takes the lead and the other follows. One dictates a step and the other carries it out. One determines the direction, the other determines the distance travelled in a given figure. One sets the pace, the other reveals the grace. One understands the language...

My best ideas come when I distance myself from day-to-day operations. It gives me more focus.

You’re my closest friend and you’re thousands of miles away.

Everything seems simpler from a distance.

Above all human existence requires stability, the permanence of things. The result is an ambivalence with respect to all great and violent expenditure of strength; such an expenditure, whether in nature or in man, represents the strongest possible threat. The feelings of admiration and of ecstasy induced by them thus mean that we are concerned...

We’ll meet again, but you’re a lifetime away, and I need you now.

It was clearly a lot more difficult in the field than in the office, where you could keep your distance and maintain a calculated composure. Being faced with real people was a far tougher call on one’s judgement.

Too much aggression and work will move what you desire further away.

The wind blew my words away from you. So while I told you I love you, the phrase was carried in the opposite direction and landed 333 miles away in the ears of a confused farmer. He was nice, though. He sent me a kind letter saying that while he was flattered, I wasn’t really...

There is a huge amount of freedom that comes to you when you take nothing personally.

The scariest thing about distance is that you don’t know whether they’ll miss you or forget you.

Liberalism seems to be related to the distance people are from the problem.

We can only see a short distance ahead, but we can see plenty there that needs to be done.

I tried to put things in perspective but sometimes you’re just too close to it.

I was 8,569 miles away, 37 butt-numbing hours of travel across seven time zones in the last two days, or was it three? Amelia Earhart, eat your heart out.

Distance has the same effect on the mind as on the eye.

Distance can make a love fade, while closeness can make hate flare; as distance can make hate fade, while closeness can make love flare.

There’s nothing like being involved with a team that can go that distance.

Distance is the journey. Displacement is the result.

Mattia thought that he and Alice were like that, twin primes, alone and lost, close but not close enough to really touch each other.

You are afraid that she will change.

…Heracles was strangely silent. What is he thinking? / Geryon wondered. / Geryon watched prehistoric rocks move past the car and thought about thoughts. / Even when they were lovers / he had never known what Herakles was thinking. Once in a while he would say, / Penny for your thoughts! / and it always...

As the crow flies. That’s how she liked to walk. So what if she had nowhere to go? So what if no one on earth knew or probably cared where she was or when she’d get home? That wasn’t the point. It didn’t mean she had to take the long way. She was starting a...

The back windows looked out over the fields, then the Atlantic, maybe a hundred yards away. Actually, I’m just making that bit up. I had no idea how far away the sea was. Only men could do things like that. “Half a mile.” “Fifty yards.” Giving directions, that sort of thing. I could look at...

I may be going nowhere, but what a ride.

I usually kept everybody at arm’s distance.

It looks a lot better from up here than it does down there, dont it? Yes. It does. There’s a lot of things look better at a distance. Yeah? I think so. I guess there are. The life you’ve lived, for one. Yeah. Maybe what of it you aint lived yet, too.

Only imagination and belief can differentiate from the rest certain objects, certain people, and can create an atmosphere.

She stuck a bookmark in his heart and walked away.

The distance of a voice, is only a short time away from touch.

Most people assume because my name is Jarod that I was born Martha proof. But I’m not Martha proof—I’m merely Martha resistant up to 100 meters.

Seasons of the heart. To get through what I must I’m often encased in ice and for months he chips away until he can see my face and after a while, I begin to thaw. As warmth and feeling returns, my emotions continue to build until my personality is set on fire. When he leaves,...

Geography and mileage mean nothing. Separate is a single word that covers all distances that aren’t together.

Kaysen elaborates through parts of the book on her thoughts about how mental illness is treated. She explains that families who are willing to pay the rather high costs of hospitalization do so to prove their own sanity. Once one member of the family is hospitalized, it becomes easier for the rest of the family...

Maybe I liked his sculpture more when I couldn’t get close to it, had to see it from a fixed position through a pane of glass, so that I had to project myself into the encounter with its three-dimensionality.

Complaining is a vain way of explaining pain without gaining relief. Keep complains distances away from you.

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.

I think you only see experiences as defining moments with distance.