Quotes About Absence

My pop didn't go to war, but he's been disappearing just the same.

The essence of a thing is found only in its absence.

There's solace in the thought that I will never finish missing her.

whether you're missing

If the phone doesn't ring, it's me.

Pois, Mãe, então mar é o que a gente tem saudade?

Your bed was empty today When I looked for you Why?

Funny how an absence can feel like a presence, like that space practically glows with her outline and make me notice how she's not here.

This guy was deader than dead, no question.

all that was missing...was everything else? Ann Hood, the Knitting Circle

All that was missing... was everything else.

She fits her hand over his and presses. Her skin is soft, and the pressure makes his mouth form a smile. He can be furious with her and still be aware that he loves her at the same time. It took years for him to be able to accept the absence of logic in their love. Frustration plus a bad mood plus a particular smile of hers equaled a shot of joy in his belly.

When your love for a person is so profound that it's part of who you are, then the absence of the person becomes part of your DNA, your bones, and your skin.

The loved idea of Angelo still rose upon my fancy, and its powers of captivation, heightened by absence, and, perhaps even by despair, pursued me with incessant grief. I concealed in silence the anguish that preyed upon my heart, and resigned myself a willing victim

Oh, quantos espetáculos perdi, quantas vezes o pano ergueu-se e caiu sem mim. Quantos de meus amigos nunca encontrei uma só vez em toda a minha vida, (...)

As the presence of those we love is as a double life, so absence, in its anxious longing and sense of vacancy, is as a foretaste of death.

He'd been unhappy, restless, irritable since leaving Surrey. He'd lived on memories of her. Her absence slowly strangled him. The instant he took Antonia in his arms, he breathed again.

The human brain cannot encompass total absence. Like infinity, it is simply not something that the organ runs to. The space someone leaves must be filled, so we dream forever of those who are no longer here. Our minds make them live again.

Even a painful longing is some form of presence. from "A Nest of Quiet: A Notebook," trans. Clare Cavanagh, Poetry (1 May 2012)

Instead of my world, there would soon be only ice, snow, stillness, death; no more violence, no war, no victims; nothing but frozen silence, absence of life. The ultimate achievement of mankind would be, not just self-destruction, but the destruction of all life; the transformation of the living world into a dead planet.

she had come to him when he was no longer there…because he had not found the young man with the scarred cheek he could not come to her through the glass.

She simply vanished, I suppose she's entitled to go if she wants to - she's free, white and twenty-one.

The incident illustrates the distinct absence of a communist sense of humor.

Who ever desires what is not gone? No one. The Greeks were clear on this. They invented eros to express it.