Ally Carter Quotes

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

You don't appreciate things until they're gone. For me, I miss my friends; I don't miss boxing, I miss the camaraderie.

Sangram is my best friend. He loves me more than himself and his absence in my life has brought a vacuum in my life.

Prodigy was definitely family... It definitely sucks not to have him here.

You don't fully appreciate your band until you're away from them.

I lay around and wonder why you were always there for me.

I start trying to stay unconscious. The problem with this is that no amount of willpower can change the reality.

I'm missing something when I'm sleeping.

Ah," said the jailer, "do not always brood over what is impossible, or you will be mad in a fortnight.

Dead bodies didn't resemble unconscious ones; it was as if you could sense that something had fled from them, that some essential spark was now missing.

He hated all this, and somehow he couldn't get away.

I never miss England.

What you are to do without me I cannot imagine.

Sometimes you miss friends, and it's hard for them, as well, when you're just gone for a long time. I can't just go and see them any time I want because when I'm free, they may not be free, but I definitely wouldn't change it, ever. But, when you find really great friends, that doesn't matter, and I'm lucky to have some people who really, really look after me and look out for me. I definitely wouldn't ever change it.

It is sheer good fortune to miss somebody long before they leave you.

I was a big fan of Gary Moore, he was my buddy and I miss him a lot. I loved his playing because you've got that passion; it was sort of a Celtic thing. The Irish and Scots they just go for it and not too worried about looking good. When I was in the states touring, I landed in Seattle to do a gig and one of the fans came to me and told me about Gary's death. It was very hard for me to carry on, it was awful.

I miss everyone. I can remember being young and feeling a thing and identifying it as homesickness, and then thinking well now that’s odd, isn’t it, because I was home, all the time. What on earth are we to make of that?

Life in a box is better than no life at all, I expect. You'd have a chance at least. You could lie there thinking: Well, at least I'm not dead.

My best friend ran away with my wife, and let me tell you, I miss him.

If you wish to discern either the presence or absence of integrity, you need to ask only one question. What is missing? Has anything been left out?

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

I want to tear myself from this place, from this reality, rise up like a cloud and float away, melt into this humid summer night and dissolve somewhere far, over the hills. But I am here, my legs blocks of concrete, my lungs empty of air, my throat burning. There will be no floating away.

I had never thought about it, but summer was Dill by the fishpool smoking string, Dill's eyes alive with complicated plans to make Boo Radley emerge; summer was the swiftness with which Dill would reach up and kiss me when Jem was not looking, the longings we sometimes felt each other feel. With him, life was routine; without him, life was unbearable..." - Scout Finch

The only reason he can miss you is because he’s choosing, every day, not to be with you.

In a field I am the absence of field. This is always the case. Wherever I am I am what is missing.