Love & Absence

Love is missing someone whenever you're apart, but somehow
feeling warm inside because you're close in heart.
--Kay Knudsen

That farewell kiss which resembles greeting, that last glance
of love which becomes the sharpest pang of sorrow.
--George Eliot

Absence is to love what wind is to fire; it extinguishes the small,
it enkindles the great.
--Comte DeBussy-Rabutin

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.
--Edna St Vincent Millay

Can miles truly separate you from friends? If you want to be with someone you love, aren't you already there?
--Richard Bach

And ever has it been known that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation.
--Khalil Gibran

Absence doth sharpen love, presence strengthens it;
the one brings fuel, the other blows it till it burns clear.
--William Shakespeare

Absence makes the heart grow fonder.
--Thomas Haynes Bayly

Absence - that common cure of love.
--Lord Byron 

Absence sharpens love, presence strengthens it.
--Thomas Fuller

The simple lack of her is more to me than others' presence.
--Edward Thomas

Love reckons hours for months, and days for years; And every little absence is an age.
--John Dryden

Absence from those we love is self from self - a deadly banishment.
--William Shakespeare 

Love puts the fun in together, the sad in apart, and the joy in a heart.
--Author Unknown

There is one pain, I often feel, which you will never know.
It's caused by the absence of you.
--Ashleigh Brilliant

Days of absence, sad and dreary,
Clothed in sorrow's dark array,
Days of absence, I am weary;
She I love is far away.
--Jean-Jacques Rousseau

Absence does not make the heart grow fonder,
but it sure heats up the blood.
--Elizabeth Ashley

Absence weakens mediocre passions and increases great ones,
as the wind blows out candles and kindles fires.
--François de la Rochefoucauld

Absence sharpens love, presence strengthens it.
--Benjamin Franklin 

Our hours in love have wings; in absence, crutches.
--Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra

What shall I do with all the days and hours
That must be counted ere I see thy face?
How shall I charm the interval that lowers
Between this time and that sweet time of grace?
--Frances Anne Kemble

How like a winter hath my absence been
From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year!
What freezings have I felt, what dark days seen!
What old December's bareness everywhere!
William Shakespeare