“If no one is home, then someone is missing. So you grieve.”

“It sucks that we miss people like that. You think you've accepted that someone is out of your life, that you've grieved and it's over, and then bam. One little thing, and you feel like you've lost that person all over again.”

“Loving someone means that you will inevitable grieve for them; love is an engraved invitation for grief.”

“I've learned .... That opportunities are never lost; someone will take the ones you miss.”

“But his face had that hollow look, as if there was something gone... you know that look. The inward focus. Distantly attentive to the home you're missing, or the someone you're missing. That look that a bird has when it turns it dry reptilian eye on you. That look that doesn't see you because the mind is filled up with someone it would rather see.”

“...if you are one tardy away from missing out on a big competition, you should probably make your coffee at home.”