No distance of place or lapse of time can lessen the friendship of those who are thoroughly persuaded of each other's worth.
Your absence has gone through me
Absence from whom we love is worse than death, and frustrates hope severer than despair.
Absence makes the heart grow fonder
What is the opposite of two? A lonely me, a lonely you.
All days are nights to see till I see thee, And nights bright days when dreams do show thee me.
The reason it hurts so much to separate is because our souls are connected.
The eternal quest of the individual human being is to shatter his loneliness.
I just...I just miss him. And I hate being so alone.
I keep coming back to you in my head, but you couldn't know that, and I have no carbons.
Oft in the tranquil hour of night, When stars illume the sky, I gaze upon each orb of light, And wish that thou went by.
Love reckons hours for months, and days for years; and every little absence is an age.
When I miss you, sometimes I listen to music or look at pictures of you, not to remind me of you but to make me feel as if I'm with you. It makes me forget the distance and capture you.
I think we dream so we don't have to be apart so long. If we're in each other's dreams, we can play together all night.
Can miles truly separate you from friends... If you want to be with someone you love, aren't you already there?
You can love someone so much...But you can never love people as much as you can miss them.
Nothing makes the earth seem so spacious as to have friends at a distance; they make the latitudes and longitudes.
Days of absence, sad and dreary,
Clothed in sorrow's dark array, -
Days of absence, I am weary;
She I love is far away.
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Every parting is a form of death, as every reunion is a type of heaven.
For everything you have missed, you have gained something else, and for everything you gain, you lose something else.
I am tired, Beloved, of chafing my heart against the want of you; of squeezing it into little inkdrops, And posting it.
Where you used to be, there is a hole in the world, which I find myself constantly walking around in the daytime, and falling in at night. I miss you like hell.
He who has gone, so we but cherish his memory, abides with us, more potent, nay, more present than the living man.
It's a great thriller or mystery, but on another level it's a film about the fact that, if you only look at a person through one lens, or only believe what you're told, you can often miss the truth that is staring you in the face.
Love is that condition in which the happiness of another person is essential to your own.
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