Emily Giffin Quotes

I just...I just miss him. And I hate being so alone.

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

When I wake you're never there, but when I sleep you're everywhere.

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

I am tired, Beloved, of chafing my heart against the want of you; of squeezing it into little inkdrops, And posting it.

The last time I saw him he was walking down lover's lane holding his own hand.

Getting through the nights is the toughest part. Being alone. Not having her there to talk to.

At the beginning and at the end of love, the two lovers are embarrassed to find themselves alone.

Only the lonely know the way I feel tonight.

Music I heard with you was more than music, and bread I broke with you was more than bread. Now that I am without you, all is desolate; all that was once so beautiful is dead.

Like you and your woman ain't gettin' along and you're in love. You can't sleep at nights. Your mind is on her - on whatever. You know, that's the blues. You can't hug that money at night. You can't kiss it.

I pity my brother Ferdinand, knowing by my own feelings how sad a thing it is to live apart from one's family.

I love no one but you, I have discovered, but you are far away and I am here alone.

Everything you do makes my body scream with loneliness.

No pain could match the emptiness of separation, no agony rivaled the unreality of not being with her.

Boo, Forever Spinning like a ghost on the bottom of a top, I'm haunted by all the space that I will live without you.

Hell was waking up alone, the sheets wet with your tears and your seed, knowing the woman you had dreamed of would never come back to you.

Stupid cupid keeps on calling me, but I see nothing in his eyes. I miss my babe

I'm not alone, but I am lonely without you.

the lonliest sound in the world is other people making love.

I know what it’s like to miss someone. To feel like you’re just…wandering around, lost.

Don't leave me, even for an hour, because then the little drops of anguish will all run together, the smoke that roams looking for a home will drift into me, choking my lost heart.