Max Lucado Quotes

In her previous novels, Maggie O'Farrell has often measured the distance between intimates and the unexpected intimacy of distance - geographic, temporal, cultural. In 'The Hand That First Held Mine' and 'The Distance Between Us,' characters separated by many miles or many years turn out to be joined in ways they never anticipated.

Get to know other worlds, if only for comparison. I am near, too near for him to dream of me.

The best thing is being really close. The worst thing is being really close.

If I held you any closer I would be on the other side of you.

St. Louis is closer to Minneapolis than Milwaukee is.

For when two beings who are not friends are near each other there is no meeting, and when friends are far apart there is no separation.

It's amazing how little you can see people but still stay in regular contact.

I am constantly preoccupied with how to remove distance so that we can all come closer together, so that we can all begin to sense we are the same, we are one.

Being close ain't good enough.

Proximity doesn't breed familiarity.

The further from one another, the nearer one can be.

That's the great thing about today, having smartphones to stay in touch and share experiences. Knowing that whilst there may be thousands of miles between you, it's almost like they're there. That's the coolest thing, and that's how I stay in touch with the people that are important to me.

As love is union, it knows no extremes of distance.

To the vulgar eye, few things are wonderful that are not distant

I'll tell you about it because I am here and you are distant.

I imagine a line, a white line, painted on the sand and on the ocean, from me to you.

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.

He closed his eyes as she put her hand on his shoulder, and in that instant, nothing else mattered. Not the song, not the place, not the other couples around him. Only this, only her. He gave himself over to the feel of her body as it pressed against him, and they moved slowly in small circles on the sawdust-strewn floor, lost in a world that felt as though it had been created for just the two of them.

Today I am one day nearer Home than ever before.

And now Jacques Laffitte is as close to Surer as Surer is to Laffitte

You cannot see the mountain near.

As Rilke observed, love requires a progressive shortening of the senses: I can see you for miles; I can hear you for blocks, I can smell you, maybe, for a few feet, but I can only touch on contact, taste as I devour

Long visits don't make for good friends.

You can't put a limit anything.