“Aye, well, he'll be wed a long time," he said callously. "Do him no harm to keep his breeches on for one night. And they do say that abstinence makes the heart grow firmer, no?""Absence," I said, dodging the spoon for a moment. "AND fonder. If anything's growing firmer from abstinence, it wouldn't be his heart.”
“Absence makes the heart grow fonder.”
“Absence makes the heart grow fonder”
“-“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… or forgetful.”