#parted

Whenever you see redwoods in the National Geographic, or fog, or watch Shamu on TV, you'll be seeing me. Whenever you smell pine and spruce and day-old socks, that's me. Whenever you hear wind in the tops of trees, that's me, and whenever you taste crab and wine and Brie, that's me, and whenever the wind blows your hat off or you get under a cold shower, that's me. Whenever you read about an earthquake, that's me, sure as gun's iron. Whenever you smell wet dog, that's Curtis and me, and whenever you see a Rattus rattus, that's Forrest, and I'm right behind him. Never see me again? You'll never not see me. And I'll never not see you . . .Didn't I say I'd always be your same stars? If you get to missing me, just look up. ↗

— Anne Rivers Siddons

#parted #remembering #love

Of joys departed, not to return, how painful the remembrance. ↗

— Robert Blair

#how #joys #painful #remembrance #return

I have departed from this planet and I have left behind my poor earthly ones with their occupations which are as many as they are useless; at last I am living in the scintillating splendor of the stars, each of which used to seem to me as large as millions of suns. ↗

— Jules Massenet

#behind #departed #each #earthly #i

For years I had my hair parted down the middle in a ponytail, tucked down around the sides... Well, I went and cut the bangs, and I've been wearing them ever since. They say it's my trademark. ↗

— Bettie Page

#bangs #been #cut #down #ever

But one day, when I was still young, I was parted from my family and left my native country. I hunted and searched for music, and destiny turned me into the object of my hunt. The circumstances of life became my 'antlers' and prevented me from returning home. ↗

— Georg Solti

#circumstances #country #day #destiny #family

A fool and his words are soon parted. ↗

— William Shenstone

#his #parted #soon #words

Leo couldn't deliver Mr. Martin Scorsese his Oscar with 'The Aviator', but I will go on record to say I will do so in 'The Departed'. ↗

— Anthony Anderson

#deliver #departed #go #his #i

Love's like a cigarette.. You know you had my heart aglow, Between you fingertips. And, just like a cigarette, I never knew the thrill of life Until you touched my lips. Then just like a cigarette, Love seemed to fade away and Leave behind ashes of regret.. And, with a flick of your fingertips, It was easy for you to forget... ↗

— Lia Habel

#life

Didn't I say I'd always be your same stars? If you get to missing me, just look up. ↗

— Anne Rivers Siddons

#missing #parted #remembering #love

The poetry that sustains me is when I feel that, for a minute, the clouds have parted and I've seen ecstasy or something. ↗

— Rita Dove

#ecstasy #feel #i #i feel #me