Quotes About Missing

I missed Rosaleen's snoring the way you'd miss the sound of the ocean waves after you've gotten used to sleeping with them. I didn't realize how it had comforted me. Quiteness has a strange, spongy hum that can nearly break your eardrums.

That night it felt strange to be in the honey house by myself. I missed Rosaleen's snoring the way you'd miss the sound of ocean waves after you've gotten used to sleeping with them. I didn't realise how it had comforted me. Quietness has a strange, spungy hum that can nearly break your eardrums.

Matt looked up kids from his high school class. Only three were listed as dead, but a bunch were listed as missing/presumed dead. As a test, he looked us up, but none of our names were on any of the lists. And that's how we know we're alive this Memorial Day.

A fresh eddy of sadness washed over Natalie, and she shuddered with emotional pain. When would the tears stop? When would the pain subside? It wasn't like a headache or illness that could be cured by swallowing a pill. No, this ache of missing and regret felt like a constant, incurable condition.

a group of villagers in the highlands of Vietnam, he'd discovered the crash site of four U.S. soldiers who had gone missing fifty years before.

More than a thousand veterans still remained unaccounted for, and his father, Richard Arthur Finnemore, was one of them.

It wasn't merely fatigue. although it continued to worry me how tired i was all the time. I had a strange sense of missing something, of being in the wrong place - no matter where I was.

Once lost, they are rarely found.

She forced her fingers to the television dial and turned it on, half expecting to see herself staring back. But instead, she saw some pretty blonde in her twenties delivering the news in a voice so cherry that it made her want to be sick all over again and heard not a word about a pretty brunet in her thirties who had gone missing, although a man in North Carolina reported seeing Elvis as he was emptying the trash.

su cara era como una fiesta de la cual ya se han ido todos.

Así me gusta: una verdadera y cantante amenaza. Es lo que me faltaba. Pero no me calienta. Acá hay una red de amenazantes y amenazados y yo confío en las cartas que tengo.

There are lots of different ways grown-ups disappear. It's lonely being the one left behind.

diminuto al que añoraba tener en sus brazos.

Always, you miss all the players when they are injured.

Absences can also make one forget. Absence dulls the memory and banishes those who are precious from the mind.

How does it feel," whispered Faith, "to come back to your memories and find yourself missing and a dead person in your place? I would feel as if I were disappearing. I would wonder if my father wanted to remember me at all. Do you ever have nightmares where you wake up and find that there is nothing of you left, just a dead person sitting up and wearing somebody else's face?" She saw Paul flinch. She had touched a nerve, and that knowledge made her fiercely happy.

You'd be better at it than me' he told Nettle when he visited her. 'This sort of Unravelling doesn't feel like I'm using a magical gift. Sometimes it's like I'm a ghost walking alongside somebody on a difficult journely. I can point out things they've missed, but I can't walk for them. I can't stop the briars tearing them, or their feet aching. I've never done anything so hard.

The word repentance is sadly missing today from the average pulpit. It is a very unpopular word. The first sermon Jesus ever preached was "Repent: for the kingdom of heaven is at hand" [Matthew 4:17 kjv].

What about her?" Win shook his head. "God, Myron, you're such a sexist. And here she is now." Win looked toward the door. Myron did the same and immediately recognized the woman who'd entered. It was Brooke Baldwin, Win's cousin and, more to the point, mother of the still-missing Rhys. Myron hadn't seen Brooke in, what, five years, he surmised. A

So we're missing something." "We're missing everything. At this stage, this whole matter is too flimsy to label supposition." Another

wondered where Dill was. Jean Louise would know, she kept in touch. "Honey, where's Dill?" Jean Louise opened her eyes. "Italy, last time I heard.

Somewhere in his body--perhaps in the marrow of his bones--he would continue to feel her absence.

Any one who falls in love is searching for the missing pieces of themselves. So anyone who's in love gets sad when they think of their lover. It' like stepping back inside a room you have fond memories of, one you haven't seen in a long time. It's just a natural feeling. You're not the person who discovered that feeling, so don't try to patent it, okay?

Hey Kizuki, I thought, you're not missing a damn thing. This world is a piece of shit. The assholes are earning their college credits and helping to create a society in their own disgusting image.