Quotes About Missing

The spot was empty. Empty but not void. Void is when there is absolutely nothing there and the nothing is natural, a complete vacuum. But empty-with empty, you are aware of what's supposed to be there. Empty means something is missing.

The minute she left the apartment, I missed having her there. But as with all loves, I supposed, the consolation was in the fact that she'd be back.

But empty-with empty, you are aware of what's supposed to be there. Empty means something is missing.

You will miss the taste of Froot Loops. You will miss the sound of traffic. You will miss your back against his. You will even miss him stealing the sheets. Do not ignore these things.

The irony is that although the kingdom of God was the theme of Jesus' preaching, the message of the kingdom is almost totally missing from the gospel that's preached today. What's the theme of most preaching today? It's man's personal salvation, isn't it? It's not the kingdom of God.

The irony is that although the Kingdom of God was the theme of Jesus' preaching, the message of the Kingdom is almost totally missing from the gospel that is preached today.  Let me ask you: what is the theme of most preaching today?  From the sermons I hear I would have to say the theme is man's personal salvation and that has probably been your experience as well. It's not the Kingdom of God.

God, I hope she is found alive.

An' this house just ain't no home, Anytime she goes away.

how much of my life my mother's death would affect. And with the certainty of thirty-three years, I would tell her: everything. It affects everything. When a mother dies, a daughter grieves. And then her life moves on. She does, thankfully, feel happiness again. But the missing her, the wanting her, the wishing she were still here—I will not lie to you, although you probably already know. That part never ends.

It also makes clear why an observational study needs to collect lots of ancillary information about each participant so that the kind of balancing required can be attempted. In a true experiment, with random assignment, such information is (in theory) not required. Here enters Paul Holland, whose observations about the inevitability of missing data will further illuminate our journey.

He's a piece of the jigsaw.' 'Maybe so, John, but if he is, he's a bit of sky or cloud – I can see the picture clearly enough without him.

This is one of my fave Quotes 1 year, 12 months, 363 days, 8760 hours, 525600minuts, 3153600 seconds, every day, every night, every time, I always miss you.

against a backdrop of the continuing disappearance of objects both inside and outside the house. Tom eventually found his missing post digger. The only trouble was he found it perched twenty feet up a tree. It would have taken somebody of great strength to lift a seventy-pound post digger up into a tree.

Reports of missing persons have increased sixfold in the last twenty-five years, from roughly 150,000 in 1980 to 900,000 this year . . . More than 2,000 a day.

You still miss her?" "Yes, I still miss her frightfully. It's two years since she died, but I haven't got used to doing without her. I still keep on wanting to tell her things." "I know the feeling," said Louise. "I miss Mummy like that. It comes and goes. Sometimes I forget about it—and then the tide rises and I'm almost drowned. It happens quite suddenly—I never know when it's going to happen.

West," she said fondly, "whatever are you going to do when all of us leave you in peace?" Sighing, West kissed her forehead. "I'll miss you, damn it.

All he knew was that after he left, he'd have to learn how to live with his heart beating somewhere far away.

How long will you be away?" "Three days," he said cheerfully. "You'll scarcely have time to miss me before I'm back." "I wouldn't miss you no matter how long you were gone.

only person I have left in this world is also missing. Gio

It's Tuesday. Friday night is forever away when my brother's missing and that violin is absolutely what my brother was after.

And what is the most important leg of a three-legged stool? The one that is missing, of course.

Absence - that common cure of love.

Last year in the U.S. alone more than nine hundred thousand people were reported missing and not found... That's out of three hundred million, total population. That breaks down to about one person in three hundred and twenty-five vanishing. Every year.... Maybe it's a coincidence, but it's almost the same loss ratio experienced by herd animals on the African savannah to large predators.

But perhaps it is presumptuous of me to assume that they will be missing something. Perhaps in retrospect this has been a story not about Sacramento at all, but about the things we lose and the promises we break as we grow older;