I've only been to New Zealand once, about 1989. It was incredibly beautiful, kind of like the ideal of where I live in New England - all that and then some - but I can't say I was there long enough to get any very clear idea.
Once I was gone for a month and I was just miserable, so I flew back from Florida for two hours just to be home and see my cats.
I enjoyed my time in Houston but it was short-lived and it really didn't make a huge impression on my life.
She had nothing to wish otherwise, but that the days did not pass so swiftly. It was a delightful visit;-perfect, in being much too short.
Strange is our situation here on earth. Each of us comes for a short visit, not knowing why, yet sometimes seeming to divine a purpose.
I can't stay long; I'm in between meals.
Riddle of destiny, who can show What thy short visit meant, or know What thy errand here below?
He came to the States in 1963, I think with a view to making up with my mother, but that didn't work. He came for three weeks, and drank his way all over Brooklyn. And went back... I went to his funeral in Belfast.
Usually, when I'm at a festival with a movie that I'm in, I'm in and out in 24 hours.
It was a delightful visit;-perfect, in being much too short.
It was to be a short visit for the G-shevs. More than four days in the U.S. and Raisa's VISA card bill would shatter the fragile Soviet economy.
I love Austin, but last time I was in town for twelve hours. I was exhausted, drunk and miserable. But none of that was Austin's fault.
It's a town you come to for a short time.