Charlotte Bronte Quotes

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

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.

As the presence of those we love is as a double life, so absence, in its anxious longing and sense of vacancy, is as a foretaste of death.

It was a cool day and very clear. You could see a long way-but not as far as Velma had gone.

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

Some things we have only as long as they remain lost, some things are not lost only so long as they are distant.

..all I left with was the magnitude of my mistake, of my missing you. And I have to watch you from this distance, watch you achieve your dreams, live what seemed like this perfect life.

I am too far away from what I love and my distance is without remedy.

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?

A decade is a very long time to be away from somebody.

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

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.

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.

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 really like 'Wish U Were Here.' It's about being on tour, but really missing someone and wishing she was there with me. I shot the music video at different places all around the country, where I've been on tour.

You can miss someone every day and still be glad you don't have to see them.

There's certainly a loss of connection with folks on the ground who I care for and love and I want to spend time with.

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.

and i was right here , almost right within reach , but still one thousand mile away

They had stopped now and he gave a glance up at the sky, through the trees, as though to see how much time was left. Amber, watching him, was suddenly struck with panic. Now he was going--out again into that great world with its bustle and noise and excitement--and she must stay here. She had a terrible new feeling of loneliness, as if she stood in some solitary corner at a party where she was the only stranger. Those places he had seen, she would never see; those fine things he had done, she would never do. But worst of all she would never see him again.

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

For Beatrice, summer without you is as cold as winter. Winter without you, is even colder.

I just hope that you miss me a little when I'm gone.