“Absence does not so much make the heart grow fonder as give the heart time to integrate what it has not previously absorbed, time to make sense of what happened too quickly to have any meaning in the instant. This is always true. If it is in absence that people forget each other, it is also in the quiet pause of absence that, minds running in symmetry, people come to know each other; there is sometimes as much intimacy in the span of continents as in the shared hours before dawn.”
“Absence makes the heart grow fonder… or forgetful.”
“-“You know what they say. Absence makes the heart grow fonder.”“If my heart grows any fonder, it’s going to hop out of my chest and into yours.”
“You know what they say. Absence makes the heart grow fonder.""If my heart grows any fonder, it's going to hop out of my chest and into yours.”
“Absence makes the heart grow fonder.”
“Absence makes the heart grow fonder”