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Quotes About Absence

T]hat finally is the questions, that is the anguish--to abide in God's hiddenness is one thing, to abide in God's absence is altogether something else.
~ Lauren F. Winner
When you find that God is absent, you do many things. You temporize, for a while. You buy a new prayer book, hoping that perhaps some Celtic blessings might do the trick.
~ Lauren F. Winner
Stuart Weintraub was not only without Chloe, but also without sad Stuart eyes!
~ Lauren Myracle
San Antonio, and all her crew, had vanished.
~ Laurence Bergreen
Alguien que duerme está al mismo tiempo cerca y lejos, de ti y de sí mismo, impotente y, sin embargo, poderoso precisamente por su ausencia.
~ Cees Nooteboom
She did not know how to explain what happened, how everything has changed in just one day, how someone she loved so dearly could be there one minute, and the next minute: gone.
~ Celeste Ng
At last something important had occurred, something that she ought to write down. But she did not know how to explain what had happened, how everything had changed in just one day, how someone she loved so dearly could be there one minute, and the next minute: gone .
~ Celeste Ng
No sign of her anywhere here. Signs of her everywhere here.
~ Celeste Ng
the night before? He had been away four whole
~ Celeste Ng
The sound of his car as it whines out of the driveway, then speeds away, has the ring of finality; all of them hear it. Silence settles over the house like ash.
~ Celeste Ng
The way he hadn't even glanced at them, as if he were focused on something far-off on the horizon or deep, deep in the past.
~ Celeste Ng
simply went on as if she'd never existed. As he stands there, he knows the photos
~ Celeste Ng
Very sorry can't come. Lie follows by post.
~ Charles Beresford
I see so little of you these days; your presence is as rare as that of one's discarded mistress.
~ Charles Chaplin
They have no heart attack, since they have no heart. (De crise cardiaque ils n'ont, - Puisque de cœur ils n'ont.)
~ Charles de Leusse
You touch some of the reasons for my going, not for my staying away.
~ Charles Dickens
On the eve of long voyages or an absence of many years, friends who are tenderly attached will seperate with the usual look, the usual pressure of the hand, planning one final interview for the morrow, while each well knows that it is but a poor feint to save the pain of uttering that one word, and the meeting will never be. Should possibilities be worse to bear than certainties?
~ Charles Dickens
Every night,' said Mr. Peggotty, 'as reg'lar as the night comes, the candle must be stood in its old pane of glass, that if ever she should see it, it may seem to say, "Come back, my child, come back!
~ Charles Dickens
He had returned when he did, on the pressing and written entreaty of a French citizen, who represented that his life was endangered by his absence. He had come back, to save a citizen's life, and to bear his testimony, at whatever personal hazard, to the truth.
~ Charles Dickens
I went away, dear Agnes, loving you. I stayed away, loving you. I returned home, loving you!
~ Charles Dickens
Mrs. Pocket was at home, and was in a little difficulty, on account of the baby's having been accommodated with a needle case to keep him quiet during the unaccountable absence (with a relative in the Foot Guards) of Millers. And more needles were missing than it could be regarded as quite wholesome for a patient of such tender years either to apply externally or to take as a tonic.
~ Charles Dickens
Rooms get an awful look about them when they are fitted up, like these, for one person you are used to see in them, and that person is away under any shadow: let alone being God knows where.
~ Charles Dickens
Meanwhile I am consoling myself for your absence by finding my advantage in it — shining like Hesperus when Hyperion has departed... I never held it my forte to be a severe reasoner, but I can see that if whatever is best is A, and B happens to be best, B must be A, however little you might have expected it beforehand.
~ George Eliot
How like a winter hath my absence been From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year! What freezings have I felt, what dark days seen! What old December's bareness every where!
~ William Shakespeare