Absence blots people out. We really have no absent friends. – Elizabeth Bowen
Nobody speaks the truth when theres something they must have. – Elizabeth Bowen
Absence blots people out. We really have no absent friends. – Elizabeth Bowen
Nobody speaks the truth when theres something they must have. – Elizabeth Bowen
Jealousy is no more than feeling alone against smiling enemies. – Elizabeth Bowen
Only in a house where one has learnt to be lonely does one have this solicitude for things. Ones relation to them, the daily seeing or touching, begins to become love, and to lay one open to pain. – Elizabeth Bowen