My wife goes to Birmingham five times a week. My mom lives in Birmingham now after moving from Myrtle Beach. It's not just the job. A lot of people don't get that. My life is here.
Remember how far you've come, not just how far you have to go.
Love reckons hours for months, and days for years; and every little absence is an age.
I met my husband Itzik when I got back home to Israel from Oxford in 2002. He is my Internet-of-all-Things.
There is love in holding and there is love in letting go.
I really like 'Wish U Were Here.' It's about being on tour, but really missing someone and wishing she was there with me. I shot the music video at different places all around the country, where I've been on tour.
This business - the auditions, the anxiety - it's all so, aaah, crazy! But I can always call my mom in Cuba to be reminded of what real life is.
I had fallen in love with Cherry as a junior in high school. When I discovered she was going to go to Auburn, I was vacillating between Alabama and Kentucky because of Babe. I eliminated Kentucky because I wanted to be as close to Auburn as I could, and Tuscaloosa is a lot closer than Lexington is.
Remember how far you've come, not just how far you have to go. You are not where you want to be, but neither are you where you used to be.
My mother and I were very close and even when I left home and came to London I would ring her every day. She was very proud of me and loved my celebrity. She would often come to shoots and TV shows with me.
Distance does not break off the friendship absolutely, but only the activity of it.
I stand in this parking lot, realizing that I’ve never been this far from home, and here is this girl I love and cannot follow. I hope this is the hero’s errand, because not following her is the hardest thing I’ve ever done.
I have had the problem of seeing my male model go to Italy and... stay there.
Distance makes the heart grow fonder.
When I lived in New Zealand I took my then girlfriend to Tahiti - which is a lot easier to get to from there than it is from England.
If I'm in a relationship, that girl gets showered with letters from the road. I pour my heart into it.
I met my wife, Jennifer, while sitting next to her on the airplane on the way to England. I was heading to Oxford as a Marshall scholar.
Certain kinds of intimacy emerge on a phone call that might never occur if you were sitting right next to the other person.
There's nothing more romantic after not seeing your husband for four months than to have our first night back together, on a Broadway stage, with 12 million people watching.
I felt we really couldn't be separated that much. I'd had a baby, and I was traveling and working alone while he was in the Army. It was very difficult-the phone calls and all of that. I really was very depressed.
This is the sad bed of chosen chastity because you are miles and mountains away.
I've been married twice. Most women would rather not be married to a traveling blues singer.
It was the first time she had visited me here in upstate New York. It was the last time I saw her.
Separation is not the end of love; it creates love.
My divorce came to me as a complete surprise. That's what happens when you haven't been home in eighteen years.
