But the absence of him is everywhere I look. It's like a huge hole has been punched through my chest. — Stephenie Meyer Copy Share Image
“How strange it was that man could neither brook The presence nor the absence of his look!” — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“"When you left -- he left -- you took everything with you. But the absence of him is everywhere I look." -… — Stephenie Meyer Copy Share Image
He, too, stood looking at her for a moment--and it seemed to her that it was not a look of greeting after… — Ayn Rand Copy Share Image
