Quotes About Absence

you're quite wrong there, Collie. One does miss sex. The body has a life of it's own. We do miss what we haven't had, you and I. Biologically. Ask Sigmund Freud. It is revealed in dreams. The absent touch of warm limbs at night, the absent

In some respects, grief for the lost and missing is worse than grief for the dead, and sometimes just for a fraction of a second its intensity makes her wish Mikal would cease to exist, so she wouldn't have to wonder if she will ever see him again.

Turn, turn, Jack willed the boy... Thorgil, thought Jack. He missed her - oh, heavens, how he had missed her! - and yet he hadn't been aware of it till now.

I wanted to rub handprints through his dust

Women's writing is full ... of heartbreak with the injustices done by beauty—its presence as well as its absence.

Women's writing is full ... with the injustices done by beauty—its presence as well as its absence.

It is one of the strangest anomalies of life that the absence of fear, and not formal education or brilliance of mind, is the major cause of individual success.

until that moment I had not understood that this was a story about lonely people, about absence and loss, and that that was why I had taken refuge in it until it became confused with my own life, like someone who has escaped into the pages of a novel because those whom he needs to love seem nothing more than ghosts inhabiting the mind of a stranger.

I hoped my absence made them happy or at least made them forget that they weren't happy and never will be.

There's nothing here. Nothing at all.' Marina gave me a look that I could not fathom. 'You're wrong,' she said. 'The memories of hundreds of people lie here. Their lives, their feelings, their expectations, their absence, the dreams that never came true for them, the disappointments, the deceptions and the unrequited loves that poisoned their existence... All that is here, trapped for ever.

Le hablé de cómo hasta aquel momento no había comprendido que aquélla era una historia de gente sola, de ausencias y de pérdida, y que por esa razón me había refugiado en ella hasta confundirla con mi propia vida, como quien escapa a través de las páginas de una novela porque aquellos a quien necesita amar son sólo sombras que viven en el alma de un extraño.

Los muertos nunca acuden a su propio entierro.

The dead never go to their own funeral.

The only thing I can recall is that it rained all day and all night, and that when I asked my father whether heaven was crying, he couldn't bring himself to reply. Six years later my mother's absence remained in the air around us, a deafening silence that I had not yet learned to stifle with words.

Six years later my mother's absence remained in the air around us, a deafening silence that I had not learned to stifle with words.

I imagined Julián Caraxat my age, holding that image in his hands, perhaps in the shade of the same tree that now sheltered me. I could almost see him smiling confidently, contemplating a future as wide and luminous as that avenue, and for a moment I thought there were no more ghosts there than that of absence and loss that the light that smiled on me was borrowed light, real only as long as I could hold it in my eyes, second by second.

People only dissappear when they have somewhere to go

e por um instante pensei que não havia ali mais fantasmas que os da ausência e da perda,e que aquela luz que me sorria era de empréstimo e só valia enquanto a pudesse segurar com o olhar,segundo a segundo.

Aqui estão as lembranças de centenas de pessoas, suas vidas, seus sentimentos, suas ilusões, sua ausência, os sonhos que nunca conseguiram realizar, as decepções, os enganos e os amores não correspondidos que envenenaram suas vidas... Tudo isso está aqui, preso para sempre.

And for a moment I thought there were no more ghosts there than those of absence and loss, and that the light that smiled on me was borrowed light, only real as long as I could hold it in my eyes, second by second.

A veces dudo de mi memoria y me pregunto si únicamente seré capaz de recordar lo que nunca sucedió. Marina, te llevaste todas las respuestas contigo.

This is where tragedies and romances began and ended, as did escapes and returns, betrayals and absences. Life, some said, is a railway station where one almost always enters, or it gets put into, the wrong carriage.

sus sentimientos, sus ilusiones, su ausencia, los sueños que nunca llegaron a realizar, las decepciones, los engaños y los amores no correspondidos que envenenaron sus vidas... Todo eso está aquí, atrapado para siempre.

I was incapable of writing or feeling anything except the terror of her absence, of knowing she was lost, wrenched away.