37 Absence Quotes

Two evils, monstrous either one apart, Possessed me, and were long and loath at going: A cry of Absence, Absence, in the heart, And in the wood the furious winter blowing.

Let me tell you I am better acquainted with you for a long absence, as men are with themselves for a long affliction: absence does but hold off a friend, to make one see him the truer.

And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon, Little boy blue and the man in the moon. 'When you coming home, dad?' 'I don't know when, But we'll get together then. You know we'll have a good time then.'

Nothing reopens the springs of love so fully as absemce, and no absence so thoroughly as that which must needs be endless.

For there's nae luck about the house, There's nae luck at a'; There's little pleasure in the house When our gudeman's awa'.

Rarely, rarely, comest thou, Spirit of Delight! Wherefore hast thou left me now Many a day and night? Many a weary night and day 'Tis since thou are fled away.

Elvis are you out there somewhere Looking like a happy man? In the snow with Rosebud And King of the Mountain.

Lord, not you, it is I who am absent.

He is not there but You know you are tasting together The winter, or a light spring weather. His hand to take your hand is overmuch. Too much too bear.

I think I understood love better when I had no love.

I should have been home Hours ago, But I'm not here. But I'm not here...

Oh and the waves are going out Oh and the waves are coming in Out of the corner of my eye I think I see you standing outside But it's just your shirt Hanging on the washing line Waving it's arm as the wind blows by And it looks so alive Nice and white Just like it's climbed right out of my washing machine...

Other Street Merchant:'Nothing, I have absolutely nothing for sale!'

where is the halo that should glow 'round your face and where are the wings that should grow from your shoulder blades?

If to be absent were to be Away from thee; Or that when I am gone, You and I were alone; Then, my Lucasta, might I crave Pity from blust'ring wind, or swallowing wave.

If women knew how much we missed them, they would leave sooner.

I don't feel you anymore, you darken my door.

The south wind searches for the flowers whose fragrance late he bore, And sighs to find them in the wood and by the stream no more.

What was the sensible thing to do? There was no Piggy to talk sense. There was no solemn assembly for debate nor dignity of the conch.

But oh, how slowly minutes roll When absent from her eyes, That feed my love, which is my soul: It languishes and dies.

We don't have a DaVon in this group,

Where are the Velvets?

He felt as if she no longer existed for him, had gone off somewhere, into some other life where, if he should meet her, he would no longer recognize her.

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Have you seen a room from which faith has gone?...Like a marriage from which love has gone...And patience, patience everywhere like a fog.

Now don't stir. I'll be back in five minutes. And don't fall into any temptations while I am away.

I always have felt strange when we came home To the dark house after so long an absence, And the key rattled loudly into place Seemed to warn someone to be getting out At one door as we entered at another.

I looked and looked but I didn't see God.

Absence, hear thou my protestation Against thy strength, Distance, and length; Do what thou canst for alteration