Give the gift of your absence to those who do not appreciate your presence.
Distance – the only thing the rich are willing for the poor to call theirs, and keep.
She went her unremembering way, She went and left in me The pang of all the partings gone, And partings yet to be.
Absence is the death of love.
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.
Parting is worse than death; it is death of love!
Absence in love is like water upon fire; a little quickens, but much extinguishes it.
Oh hast thou forgotten this day we must part? It may be for years and it may be forever; Oh why art thou silent, thou voice of my heart?
Let no one be willing to speak ill of the absent.
Let us not be dainty of leave-taking, But shift away.
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