Maggie Stiefvater Quotes

I'm a million miles away, and at the same time I'm right here in your picture frame.

You are so close, and I can’t reach you.

It is sad that the air is the only thing we share. No matter how close we get to each other, there is always air between us.

Each of them always gravitating toward the other. Yet still they do not touch.

I am too far away from what I love and my distance is without remedy.

I'm always on the phone because I'm usually not with the people I want to be with.

I'm homesick all the time. I miss my animals. I miss my family. I miss my friends.

Estrangement shows itself precisely in the elimination of distance between people.

Now, as we stand three feet apart and stare at each other, I feel the full distance that comes with spending so much time apart, a moment filled with the electricity of a first meeting and the uncertainty of strangers.

We did not touch each other. We were both leaning over the abyss.

Now we're like planets, holding to each other from a great distance. [...] Now we're hundreds of miles apart, our short arms keep us lonely, no one hears what's in my head. [...] It's March, even the birds don't know what to do with themselves.

You said you're going far away," Tamaru said. "How far away are we talking about?" "It's a distance that can't be measured." "Like the distance that separates one person's heart from another's.

I miss you." "That's stupid," she said. "I saw you this morning." "It's not the time," Levi said, and she could hear that he was smiling." It's the distance.

When you are alone - at sea, in the polar dark - an absence can keep you alive. The one you love maintains your mind. But when she's merely across the city, this is an absence that eats you to the bone.

It is a long way off, sir" "From what Jane?" "From England and from Thornfield: and ___" "Well?" "From you, sir

There is two feet of space between us, and about a mile of separation.

I want my friend to miss me as long as I miss him.

I get homesick.

Even though my grandparents live overseas and are so far away and we talk as much as we can, we don't see each other that often.

It's been tough for me being away from the game.

Contemplating Christmas when you are isolated and far from home brings its own unique pain.

Absence makes the heart grow fonder.

I have watched patients stand and gaze longingly toward the city they in all likelihood will never enter again. It means liberty and life; it seems so near, and yet heaven is not further from hell.

The lonely wanderer, who watches by the seashore the waves that roll between him and his home, talks of cruel facts, material barriers that, just because they are material, and not ideal, shall be the irresistible foes of his longing heart.

A friend who is far away is sometimes much nearer than one who is at hand. Is not the mountain far more awe-inspiring and more clearly visible to one passing through the valley than to those who inhabit the mountain?