Lorrie Moore Quotes

Your absence has gone through me

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

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

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.

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

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.

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.

i felt her absence. it was like waking up one day with no teeth in your mouth. you wouldn't need to run to the mirror to know they were gone

Why don't I watch the ocean?My lover's gone.No earthly ships will ever bring him home againbring him home again.

The absence of him is everywhere I look.

I miss my mother very, very much.

I used to cry myself to sleep every night. I missed singing so much. And performing. Man, I missed it so much.

I always miss my mom. Mother's Day would be just one more day I'd feel her absence but for the relentless commercialization. Thanks to that, this day is even harder to deal with.

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.

I can't bear it that Douglas isn't still here.

I miss the camera each moment and each day.

Chris' absence is very much felt. There's just a huge void in our home life.

Everybody's lost somebody, and I think they all miss them incredibly.

I can't speak for others, but I miss my father.

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.

Everything disturbs an absent lover.

I know how devastated you must be to miss me, but leave a message, and I'll try to ease your agony

We all miss you so much. It just never ends. It feels like we were all wounded in your battle, Caroline. I miss you. I love you.