Quotes About Missing

If there's anything I've learned it's that love is an unstoppable human drive, fierce and universal, and that sex is the physical manifestation of love. And that sex without love is missing the whole damn point. Sex brings us home to love.

I get Weekend Panic, although less and less these days. Weekend Panic is when you think you should be doing bigger things, farther out of town, all perfectly planned ahead. And the fact that it's Saturday morning and a whole heap of nothing is ahead of you sends you into a FOMO (Fear of Missing Out) spin.

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

Our hope, and it's a sad hope, is that... well, I mean we need a tip. That's why we have such a big reward. We just hope that someone is holding her for her child and that we can, you know, get her back with a tip.

You're always going to miss your daily eating spots, your daily hangouts with your friends, family. I miss my family like crazy, all the time.

Yesterday was not only daylight saving time, but also International Women's Day. What better way to address the issue of inequality for women than giving them a day that's missing an hour.

I would really like to spend more time with the family. Every time I go abroad I miss them all dreadfully.

I used to dream about him all the time," Sunny whispered to me. "Every night. I kept hoping the Seekers would find him; I missed him so much...When I saw him, I thought it was the old dream again.

Do we miss not only the past but every future the lost past describes? Is that just the nature of missing? All the lost might-have-beens? The certainty that those uncertain futures are gone? If we can't embrace uncertainty do we miss the point of love?

Do we miss not only the past but every future the lost past describes? Is that just the nature of missing? All the lost might-have-beens? The certainty that those uncertain futures are gone?

When water is near and a weight is missing, it is not a very far-fetched supposition that something has been sunk in the water.

nodded, resisting a temptation to take over and direct the search himself for the missing truck and driver. Action would be a therapy. The cold of several days, and dampness with it, had

I knew it wasn't fair, though, to ruin her time just because I miss everybody, so I just said good night and left.

We just want her to know that we miss her, and we think of her, and she was special.

Are you sure you wouldn't like to run? A game of tag, perhaps? All we have is time, you know. An eternity of time. Or shall we end it? Might as well. After all, we're missing the party.

My love life is like a piece of Swiss cheese; most of it's missing, and what's there stinks.

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

I'm not exactly sure how many kids I have, but yes, I do miss them officially, for the record. In case any of them are listening, I love you.

The front windows as are the watchmen of grief - I've been looking beyond expectation - Beyond myself - and I do not know as I love you - Which one of us is missing.

You should have been here, Will, I told him silently. It was you she really needed.

Stolen from someone. Like they stole everything. Occupied. I was occupied. I disappeared.

How was she supposed to bear the prospect of never seeing him again? Never seeing his face light up simply because she had walked into the room? Never catching his eye in a crowd, feeling the subtle heat that came with standing alongside a man she knew wanted her more than any other?

I didn't want to hear about people I loved playing Happy Families without me while I was thousands of miles away.

My memory loves you… it asks about you all the time.