Quotes About Absence

the porch was empty. They had gone back inside. It was as if the Overlook had swallowed them.

To Retain those who are present, be loyal to those who are absent.

Life is miserable without you, its almost like having you here!

Because poverty is a symptom—of the absence of a workable economy built on credible political, social, and legal institutions.

Poverty is a symptom—of the absence of a workable economy built on credible political, social, and legal institutions.

An absence of information is not the same as information about an absence." We're blind to our blindness.

Pitch black again. Like someone extinguished an angel.

Oh worse than everything, is kindness counterfeiting absent love.

Love can isolate us from everything around us. But in its absence, we can be filled with the fear that something comparable exists.

Loving you forever can't be wrong. Even though you're not here, can't move on

Absence is the enemy of love and the friend of friendship.

Desire creates havoc when it is the only thing between two people, or when it is what's missing.

When you part from your friend, you grieve not; For that which you love most in him may be clearer in his absence, as the mountain to the climber is clearer from the plain.

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.

Everyone we love builds a home in our heart. And when they are gone we spend eternity staring at their empty seat.

To whom could I put this question (with any hope of an answer)? Does being able to live without someone you loved mean you loved her less than you thought...?

It's the tragedy of loving, you can't love anything more than something you miss.

I was looking for a father, he was gone. I hung around with the thugs, and even though they sold drugs, they showed a young brother love.

Our hours in love have wings; in absence, crutches.

I fell in love with you again; While you were away - Jack Salmon

Ain't no love lost, cause there was never none there.

When love and hate are both absent everything becomes clear and undisguised.

I close my eyes, thinking that there is nothing like an embrace after an absence, nothing like fitting my face into the curve of his shoulder and filling my lungs with the scent of him.

Absence doth sharpen love, presence strengthens it.