Liza Weil Quotes

You been gone too long, Sula. Not too long, but maybe too far.

The absence of the beloved, short though it may last, always lasts too long.

Our hours in love have wings; in absence, crutches.

I think living with the absence of someone we love is like living in front of a mountain from which a person - a speck in the distance, on some distance ridge - is perpetually waving.

Absence makes the heart grow fonder, but it sure makes the rest of you lonely.

It had been so long since she had seen him and she had lived on memories until they were worn thin.

I miss you." "That's stupid," she said. "I saw you this morning." "It's not the time," Levi said, and she could hear that he was smiling." It's the distance.

Where were you then? Who else was there? Saying what? Why will the whole of love come on me suddenly when I am sad and feel you are far away?

The only reason he can miss you is because he’s choosing, every day, not to be with you.

Oh, Jimmy Mack, when are you comin' back?

I had been out there long enough. I had not seen my family for four years.

Friendship, like love, is destroyed by long absence, though it may be increased by short intermissions.

Every play I write is about love and distance. And time. And from that we can get things like history.

I was gutted to leave my boyfriend at home when I started my tour, but taking my pillow was like taking a little bit of him with me.

The game isn't the same when we're apart.

I was in a long-distance relationship. There's a lot of heartache in distance, and in proximity - those ideas you have when you're next to someone who you haven't seen in a month.

Here I love you and the horizon hides you in vain. I love you still among these cold things. Sometimes my kisses go on those heavy vessels that cross the sea towards no arrival. I see myself forgotten like those old anchors. The piers sadden when the afternoon moors there. My life grows tired, hungry to no purpose. I love what I do not have. You are so far. My loathing wrestles with the slow twilights. But night comes and starts to sing to me.

Making my way downtown, walking fast, faces pass, and I'm home bound. Staring blankly ahead, just making my way, making a way, through the crowd. And I need you, and I miss you, and now I wonder... If I could fall, into the sky. do you think time, would pass me by? 'Cause you know I'd walk a thousand miles, if I could, just see you tonight.

But I must admit I miss you terribly. The world is too quiet without you nearby.

I also want to tell him how much I already miss him. But that wouldn't be fair on my part.

I swear I only want to hear about you, to know what you've been doing. It's a hundred years since we've met-it may be another hundred before we meet again.

Sometimes we need to be apart to understand just how much we truly love each other .

Distance makes the heart grow fonder.

Absence is to love as wind is to fire: it extinguishes the little flame, it fans the big.