Jonathan Safran Foer Quotes

There was always something missing in Montreal.

There is always something to miss, no matter where you are.

This world can only give me reminders of what I don't have, can never have, didn't have for long enough.

I miss something I never even had.

The essence of man is, discontent, divine discontent; a sort of love without a beloved, the ache we feel in a member we no longer have.

I miss the game - I miss it a lot.

Many women long for what eludes them, and like not what is offered them.

She missed him the days when some pretext served to take him away from her, just as one misses the sun on a cloudy day without having thought much about the sun when it was shining.

I dote on his very absence.

Being away from the game took a toll on my heart.

I miss Pittsburgh.

The malcontent is neither well, full nor fasting; and though he abounds with complaints, yet nothing dislikes him but the present; for what he condemns while it was, once passed, he magnifies and strives to recall it out of the jaw of time. What he hath he seeth not, his eyes are so taken up with what he wants; and what he sees he careth not for, because be cares so much for that which is not.

Don't you ever imagine things differently than what they are? Oh, Marilla, how much you miss.

I finally had what I'd wantes all those years. Except now that I had it, i felt as empty as this unkempt pool I was dangling my legs into.

But as was so often the case, it was the one person missing who you thought about more than the ones who were right in front of you.

To gain anything we have longed for is only to discover how vain and empty it is; and even though we are always living in expectation of better things, at the same time we often repent and long to have the past back again.

Her future, she thought, was likely to be worse than her past, for after her years of contented renunciation, she had slipped back into desire and longing; she found joyless days of distasteful occupation harder and harder; she found the image of the intense and varied life she yearned for, and despaired of, becoming more and more importunate.

It seems to me that I will always be happy in the place where I am not.

That is the worst moment, when you feel you have lost / The desires for all that was most desirable, / Before you are contented with what you can desire; / Before you know what is left to be desired; / And you go on wishing that you could desire / What desire has left behind.

When he was in school he longed to be out, and when he was out he longed to be in. On the way he thought about coming home, and coming home he thought about going. Wherever he was he wished he were somewhere else, and when he got there he wondered why he'd even bothered.

I felt like I was missing something. Missing you more. Missing whatever was going to happen next.

homesickness is just a state of mind for me. i'm always missing someone or someplace or something, i'm always trying to get back to some imaginary somewhere. my life has been one long longing.

Sometimes you can only feel something by its absence. By the empty spaces it leaves behind.

Miss me? Bet you did ... so would I.

I want my friend to miss me as long as I miss him.