Quotes About Absence

Tú no te mueves. No te moverás. Otro, un socias, un doble fantasmagórico y meticuloso hace, quizás, en tu lugar uno a uno, los gestos que tú ya no haces.

The absence of someone comes like a new season, first only in pieces: you see the absence in them long before they leave.

There is no there there.

One thing is for sure: a World Cup without me is nothing to watch.

Being away from the game took a toll on my heart.

That was the thing. You never got used to it, the idea of someone being gone. Just when you think it's reconciled, accepted, someone points it out to you, and it just hits you all over again, that shocking.

That was the thing. You never got used to it, the idea of someone being gone. Just when you think it's reconciled, accepted, someone points it out to you, and it just hits you all over again, that shocking.

Missing rubs the soul raw.

It is its absence which defines the importance of a thing.

But I am not here and never have been.

Tu me remplis la tête comme ne savent le faire que les absents

You fill my head as only someone who is absent can.

What I sometimes mistake for ecstasy is simply the absence of grief.

Built to be lonely to love the absent. Find me Free me from this corrosive doubt futile despair horror in repose. I can fill my space fill my time but nothing can fill this void in my heart.

How strange, that when you are away, I reach for my cell phone's buzz as if it were your hand. Each shiver in my pocket, a way to find you.

When a person has to put down and pick up their own plate, cook alone and eat alone and wash up alone, then stare at an empty chair, well, there is no breath. Earl

I suppose the things that you always take for granted, that you don't even notice, are what you miss the most.

I smile. I smile all the time, but you're just not around to see it these days".

Regardless of our situations, we are inevitably partaking of something or other at every moment. The catch is that we will either partake of what is , or we will partake of the absence of what is. We partake either of life (all that has true being by way of its connection to God) or of death (all that has opted to sever that connection).

I heartedly approve, in theory," said Ibelius, "but in practice I believe I shall... absent myself.

I heartily approve in theory, but in practice I believe I shall... absent myself.

I find it hard not to think of our home as a chrysalis from which the butterfly has flown. I miss my daughter. The rug bristles with the absence of her dancing feet. The windows glint with the history of her looking. Water rings on the sills recall where her teacup should be. The air lacks a sweet buzz.

If you're away from your house for a month, by the time you come back there's someone else living in it.

People die all the time. It's just that you're not around.