The heart may think it knows better: the senses know that absence blots people out. We really have no absent friends.
Elizabeth BowenDarling, I don't want you; I've got no place for you; I only want what you give. I don't want the whole of anyone.... What you want is the whole of me-isn't it, isn't it?-and the whole of me isn't there for anybody. In that full sense you want me I don't exist.
Elizabeth Bowen