Missing You Long Distance Relationship Quotes

#1. The things I see every day inspire my sound and lyrics, like certain people and situations that stick out in my mind. There are also certain musicians I love whose music and styles inspire me.

Birdy

#2. What a blessing it is, when undue influence does not survive the grave!

Jane Austen

#3. Sadly when I want someone to hold me and tell me everything is going to be alright, I have no one. I miss you so much and I wish there was someone to love me when I am down.

Shane Johnson

#4. Even in her mind the words had the forlorn gallantry of someone whistling in the dark.

Marion Zimmer Bradley

#5. I seem finally to have stopped worrying about Elinor, and age. She seems now to be perfectly normal
about twenty-five, a witty control freak. I like her but I can see how she would drive you mad. She's just the sort of person you'd want to get drunk, just to make her giggling and silly.

Emma Thompson

#6. When we drew up to the soldiers, Felix told them who he was and about the griffin he was bringing in. A soldier eyed me. You have new slaves too?

Jennifer A. Nielsen

#7. Good. But why written in three styles of script?" To which Nancy had replied: "Because I'm not grown-up enough to be one person with one kind of signature.

Truman Capote

#8. Just as it did when I spoke to you that day from the phone, your face comes into focus more and more as I hold you here beside me.

Craig Clevenger

#9. I miss your love, I miss your touch But I'm feeling you every day. And I can almost hear you say You've come a long way baby ...

Robbie Williams

#10. I want to fly a jet. I'd love to just be in the air and go mach 3 or mach 4. Or, I'd be an underwater salvager. I've always been fascinated with the Bermuda Triangle and Atlantis. I love chemistry, also. That's why acting is so random for me!

Kellan Lutz

#11. 747s always remind me of a fat, ugly old lady in the neighborhood where I used to live. Huge sagging breasts, swollen legs, dried up neckline. The airport, a likely gathering place for the old ladies. Dozens of them, coming and going, one after the other.

Haruki Murakami

#12. Love reckons hours for months, and days for years; and every little absence is an age.

John Dryden