Quotes About Absence

He, too, stood looking at her for a moment--and it seemed to her that it was not a look of greeting after an absence, but the look of someone who had thought of her every day of that year. She could not be certain, it was only an instant, so brief that just as she caught it, he was turning...

In the many months of his absence, she never wondered whether he was true to her or not; she knew he was. She knew, even though she was too young to know the reason, that indiscriminate desire and unselective indulgence were possible only to those who regarded sex and themselves as evil.

He also said - pointedly - that space travel nowadays was an escape from the problems of Earth. That is, one took off for the stars in the hope that the worst would happen and be done with in one's absence. And indeed I couldn't deny that more than once I had peered anxiously out the porthole - especially when returning from a long voyage - to see whether or not our planet resembled a burnt potato.

Progress is a wonderful thing of course, and I can appreciate the lactiferins that are sprinkled on the pasture to turn the grass to cheese. And yet this lack of cows, however rational it may be, gives one the feeling that the fields and meadows, deprived of their phlegmatic, bemusedly ruminating presence, are pitifully empty.

The color white is the absence of memory.

How do we remember to remember? That's a question I've asked myself often since my time on Duma Key, often in the small hours of the morning, looking up into the absence of light, remembering absent friends. Sometimes in those little hours I think about the horizon. You have to establish the horizon. You have to mark the white. A simple enough act, you might say, but any act that re-makes the world is heroic. Or so I've come to believe.

Absence may or may not make the heart grow fonder, but it certainly freshens the eye.

There's a crying shortage of pretty things in the slam, and the real pity of it is that a lot of men don't even seem to miss them.

so I wait for you like a lonely house till you will see me again and live in me. Till then my windows ache.

I leave you my portrait so that you will have my presence all the days and nights that I am away from you.

Fare thee well my nightingale, I lived but to be near you. Thow you are singing somewhere still I can no longer hear you.

Sometimes, only one person is missing, and the whole world seems depopulated.

"What is love?"; "The total absence of fear," said the Master; "What is it we fear?"; "Love," said the Master.

You are my angel and my damnation; in your presence I reach divine ecstasy and in your absence I descent to hell.

Nights, sweet as they, Made short by lovers play, Yet long by the absence of the day.

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

You can send people letters, and show them photos, but they can never come to visit where you live. Unless you love them. And then they can burn it down.

The presence of many does not and cannot replace the absence of one. That is love.

Absence in love is like water upon fire; a little quickens, but much extinguishes it.

She missed him the days when some pretext served to take him away from her, just as one misses the sun on a cloudy day without having thought much about the sun when it was shining.

Having nothing, nothing can he lose.

What we call evil is the absence of Light, of love, in all cases.

Even when I press against him his presence is too far away.

When I'm gone, I want to be missed