Quotes About Absence

All violence, all that is dreary and repels, is not power, but the absence of power.

Where power is absent we may find the robe of genius, but we miss the throne.

When money disappears, we soon understand the power of absence.

Have we ever thought to consider that the need to be loved grows because of its absence, but that love also grows because of its presence? And does this not speak to the power of love?

I'm floating. The absence of pain is powerful.

If God be near a church, it must pray. And if he be not there, one of the first tokens of his absence will be a slothfulness in prayer.

Absence is to love as wind is to fire: it extinguishes the little flame, it fans the big.

Sometimes you can only feel something by its absence. By the empty spaces it leaves behind.

Never part without loving words to think of during your absence. It may be that you will not meet again in this life.

As contraries are known by contraries, so is the delight of presence best known by the torments of absence.

But I must admit I miss you terribly. The world is too quiet without you nearby.

The heart may think it knows better: the senses know that absence blots people out. We really have no absent friends.

I'm not alone, but I am lonely without you.

Would you like to hear a nice definition of jealousy? It's the feeling that you get when someone you absolutely detest is having a wonderful time without you.

I'm so miserable without you, it's almost like you're here.

Absence doth sharpen love, presence strengthens it; the one brings fuel, the other blows it till it burns clear.

Grief fills the room up of my absent child,Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me,Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words,Remembers me of all his gracious parts,Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form.

They have a plentiful lack of wit.

Having nothing, nothing can he lose.

From you have I been absent in the spring,When proud-pied April, dress'd in all his trim,Hath put a spirit of youth in everything.

O! never say that I was false of heart,Though absence seem'd my flame to qualify.

Is the chair empty? is the sword unsway'd?Is the king dead? the empire unpossess'd?

How like a winter hath my absence been.

Absence from those we love is self from self - a deadly banishment.