Adrian Anthony Gill Quotes

I want to be alone and work until the day my heads hits the drawing table and I'm dead. Kaput. I feel very much like I want to be with my brother and sister again. They're nowhere. I know they're nowhere and they don't exist, but if nowhere means that's where they are, that's where I want to be.

When you left on Saturday, I felt a horrible void, I saw you everywhere, on the beach, in your room, in the garden: impossible for me to get used to the idea that you had left.

My career always took me away from home, I was always away from home and I just wanted to be at home.

As many of you know I travel a good bit and do not get to see my friends and family as much as I would like.

Odd how much it hurts when a friend moves away- and leaves behind only silence.

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.

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.

You can lose people without them dying, and I have, from moving, from traveling. The emotion is real, it just doesn't actually have to do with death. I'm singing about what I know, and it's a song about longing for somebody who's disappeared in your life.

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

I can't stand another night in a hotel. Just being away. You miss the kids.

When my grandfather died, I was on tour, and I didn't go to the funeral. I never got to say goodbye, and this is one of the problems of being in a rock band is that you're away, and your loved ones die, and you can't even see them.

For since mine eyes your joyous sight did miss, my cheerful day is turned to cheerless night.

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.

I have stood still and stopped the sound of feet When far away an interrupted cry Came over houses from another street, But not to call me back or say good-bye.

And perhaps beyond those shrouded swells another man did walk with another child on the dead gray sands. Slept but a sea apart on another beach among the bitter ashes of the world or stood in their rags lost to the same indifferent sun.

Separation Your absence has gone through me Like thread through a needle. Everything I do is stitched with its color.

my feet will want to walk to where you are sleeping but I shall go on living.

I'm always on the phone because I'm usually not with the people I want to be with.

At the moment, my mother is the only one left in Glasgow, although it's certainly my home.

When one by one our ties are torn, and friend from friend is snatched forlorn; when man is left alone to mourn, oh! then how sweet it is to die!

It's been tough for me being away from the game.

They are all gone into the world of light, and I alone sit lingering here.

I miss my mother very, very much.