“It's hard being left behind...It's hard to be the one who stays...Why is love intensified by absence?” — Audrey Niffenegger Copy Share Image
I'm living under water. Everything seems slow and far away. I know there's a world up there, a sunlit quick world where… — Audrey Niffenegger Copy Share Image
It’s dark now and I am very tired. I love you, always. Time is nothing. — Audrey Niffenegger Copy Share Image
“Henry loves me. Henry is here, finally, now, finally. And I love him.” — Audrey Niffenegger Copy Share Image
Our love has been the thread through the labyrinth, the net under the high-wire walker, the only real thing in this strange… — Audrey Niffenegger Copy Share Image
“The best love is the kind that weakens the soul, that makes us reach for more. That plants a fire in our… — Audrey Niffenegger Copy Share Image
I wanted someone to love who would stay: stay and be there, always. — Audrey Niffenegger Copy Share Image
“You didn’t answer my question. I asked you about being in love. You said what it was like when your wife went… — Audrey Niffenegger Copy Share Image
“Why is love intensified by absence? Long ago, men went to sea and women wait for them, standing on the edge of… — Audrey Niffenegger Copy Share Image
What is more basic than the need to be known? It is the entirety of intimacy, the elixir of love, this knowing. — Audrey Niffenegger Copy Share Image
“he said it quietly but with such intensity that Valentina fell in love with him, though she had no name for the… — Audrey Niffenegger Copy Share Image
It's hard being left behind. (...) It's hard to be the one who stays. — Audrey Niffenegger Copy Share Image
“Everything seems simple until you think about it. Why is love intensified by absence?” — Audrey Niffenegger Copy Share Image
I go to sleep alone, and wake up alone. I take walks. I work until I'm tired. I watch the wind play… — Audrey Niffenegger Copy Share Image
“Viviré en París y no comeré nada que no sea chocolate; además fumaré puros, me inyectaré heroína y solo escucharé a Jimi… — Audrey Niffenegger Copy Share Image
“Clare, I want to tell you, again, I love you. Our love has been the thread through the labyrinth, the net under… — Audrey Niffenegger Copy Share Image
Have you ever found your heart's desire and then lost it? I had seen myself, a portrait of myself as a reader.… — Audrey Niffenegger Copy Share Image
“Being in love is…anxious,” he said. “Wanting to please, worrying that she will see me as I really am. But wanting to… — Audrey Niffenegger Copy Share Image
“When the woman you live with is an artist, every day is a surprise. Clare has turned the second bedroom into a… — Audrey Niffenegger Copy Share Image
“Right now we are here, and nothing can mar our perfection, or steal the joy of this perfect moment.” — Audrey Niffenegger Copy Share Image
But you know: you know that if I could have stayed, if I could have gone on, that I would have clutched every second:… — Audrey Niffenegger Copy Share Image
I look at him, look at the book, remember, this book, this moment, the first book I ever loved — Audrey Niffenegger Copy Share Image
“When I was young I didn't understand, but now, I know, how absence can be present, like a damaged nerve, like a dark bird.” — Audrey Niffenegger Copy Share Image
I place my hands over her ears and tip her head back, and kiss her, and try to put my heart into hers, for… — Audrey Niffenegger Copy Share Image
“Sister Carmelita says animals don't have souls" "Of course animals have souls, where did she get that idea?" "She said the Pope says." "The… — Audrey Niffenegger Copy Share Image
We didn't think the library was funny looking in it's faux- Greek splendor, nor did we find the cuisine limited or bland, or the… — Audrey Niffenegger Copy Share Image
He said something interesting: he said that he thinks there is only free will when you are in time, in the present. He says… — Audrey Niffenegger Copy Share Image
What are you doing?" Nothing. Breaking and entering. Pay no attention to the man behind the curtain. — Audrey Niffenegger Copy Share Image
“It seems like we're going to collide, and we laugh, and laugh, and nothing can ever be sad, no one can be lost, or… — Audrey Niffenegger Copy Share Image
