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And he waited - as he always had - for life to come and find him.
might have been teleported to the
I must admit it's a surprise to find myself still here, still talking to you. I prefer to think of it as talking, although of course it isn't: I'm saying nothing, you're hearing nothing. The only thing between us is this black line: a thread thrown onto the empty page, into the empty air.
I was walking along looking for somebody, and then suddenly I wasn't anymore.
I never left you. I was the shadow on your wall.
Hiding here, are you? That's awkward." "Why?" "Because I had intended to hide here myself." "You may hide here with me, if you wish.
Nobody can find me here, he thought. And then he thought, what if nobody can find me here?
away from me while I was gone, I-- Jodi Picoult
I've gone to look for myself. If i should return before I get back, keep me here
In days and he was too late to pick up the trail at her home station. The best he could do was to lurk around the
Then I lost him for a brief period of time, and by the time I caught up with him, he had wandered into Hyde Park, waded into the Serpetine, spread his arms wide, and was shouting, 'Ducks, embrace me as your king!
He loves to hide, but only if you take the time to find him. And while I suspect that's true for most people, only a retard or a kid would admit it.
Every now and then she looked around for tangible evidence of his having ever been there. Where were the butterflies? the blueberries? the whistling reed? She could find nothing, for he had left nothing but his stunning absence.
They obstinately persisted in their absence
What are you doing here?
Just trying to find my story.
You see why I'm such a good vampire? We're all lying, devious bastards, not like werewolves, if there are werewolves, whose MO is, "Hi, I'm a werewolf, surprise! And fuck you!" No, we lurk. We're lurkers.
Today he'd intentionally wandered too far. Wandered away from those who hovered around him like flies to a carcass.
I found you, but in finding you, I lost myself.
Absent- that was what he was: so absent from everything most densely real and near to those about him that it sometimes startled him to find they still imagined he was there.
For a while he sat idly outside his door brooding in the spring sun.
In "The Lost Phoebe".
I was deep in the poo poo dungeon.
Aside from myself, there was no sign of me.
Everybody wonders why he disappeared. I wonder why he came back.
Rummaging in our souls, we often dig up something that ought to have lain there unnoticed.
What a surprising turn of events. He'd only come out here to question the intruder he'd spotted while watching from his stone repose. Instead, he'd found a gargoyle who needed a place to stay. Not what he'd expected.
There was someone there and they had been there. There was no one there. There was someone there and they had been there and they had not left but there was no one there.
Something doesn't start at its usual time. Something doesn't happen as it should. Someone was always, always here, then suddenly disappeared and stubbornly stays disappeared.
I am not loitering" said the Major. "I am simply indulging in a few moments of pastoral solitude"...
And then my soul saw you and it kind of went Oh there you are. I've been looking for you.
I turned into a swamp of inactivity, and because of this no one was able to see the gems in my depths.
How do you know, poor fool? Perhaps out there, somewhere, someone is sighing for your absence'; and with this thought, my soul begins to breathe.
on another spree. I constantly looked for her when I was with Lucy
I hate to say "found himself" - it sounds so ridiculous.
You're my phantom limb, Mouse. I keep looking for you. I forget. I feel stupid, Mouse. Haunt me, find me, come back from wherever you are. Be with me.
..left to myself I abandoned myself.
I found myself again in the most unlikely place. I'd found myself again in the haunted eyes of a girl who was just as lost as I was. Or maybe, we didn't find each other at all. Maybe, we just decided to be lost together.
into the kitchen and spotted
Dear Gods Nick what have you done while I was gone?
Hall nestled, stretched out like a sleeping beast.
I had been in the ditch for 2 and a half min. I wondered if my friends missed me.
Who was I? What was I? Whence did I come?
In a place far away from anyone or anywhere, I drifted off for a moment.
Gone. Vanished. Nothing left. Nothing said.
And I was stuck here at Warrior Freaks R Us.
I found myself within a forest dark,
One day, I lost sight of her. I happened to glance away for a moment, and when I turned back, she had disappeared.
Whatever follows 'I AM' will always come looking for you!-- Joel Osteen
you were watching me? ceaselessly
He went plof and vanished. Onomatopoeia can be so very handy. Imagine if we'd had to provide a detailed description of someone disappearing. It would have taken us at least ten pages. Plof.
We've been here all along, the world seemed to say, waiting for you. What took you so long to find us? I
Long have I dwelt forgotten here
In pining woe and dull despair;
This place of solitude and gloom
Must be my dungeon and my tomb.
What dark corner of the soul did you crawl out of?
In your dream. You were looking for me."
"I'm always looking for you," I whispered.
I kinda threw the spotlight away from me for a little while.
How did you find me?"
"You were lying in the grass a metre away from me. It wasn't rocket science.
All my life I've been hiding.
I am hidden and I am not.
Last night, lost in spaces between star - bays and lakes of clouds, I tossed and turned looking for you
I stood there and watched you disappear. Forever
I was here but now I'm gone
I left my name to carry on
Those who liked me
Liked me well
Those who didn't can go to hell'"
-The bathroom wall
I lost you
when you left me
to find yourself.
I'm something that I used to be. I'm never where I feel I am, and if I seek myself, I don't know who's seeking me. My boredom with everything has numbed me. I feel banished from my soul.
I'm not sure what happened to me over the last few days. I lost myself, I think. I sank down into a hole for a while. They're tricky things, holes. You don't know you're in one until you get out.
I was down in the sewer with some little lover.
He's just gone inside to be heroic.
Before the Internet, if someone disappeared, it meant you should go looking for them. Now it means they got a life.
He yearned for privacy and for solitude. After my transportation to a so-called "rest camp," I had the rare fortune to find solitude for about five minutes at a time.
I've been camping and stuff, but if you left me in the woods I'd probably just curl up and cry until someone found me.
Here I am, where I ought to be.-- Karen Blixen
I've been buried alive!
I knew they would find me. I'm glowing in the moonlight.My darkness was too bright to hide forever. They'll find all of us eventually. They play the odds and they're up a thousand to one.
I was a soul back on Earth. AWOL a little while from heaven.
But I'm still here.
I found Spotted Tail's lodge. He invited me to enter.
It was as if these memories had been hibernating in him, not dead but merely dormant, weathering out, and now they stumbled out of their thousand dens.
And I exist, I roam but I don't sleep anymore
I cry, laugh, scream but I don't remember why.
Tell me whom you haunt and I'll tell you who you are.
His safe haven had turned into an ambush.
I started writing everything down.I wrote for the same reason someone lost sticks a message in a bottle.
I'm here. Help. Please find me.
She slipped away unseen, like a shadow's shadow.
Sometimes life takes you into a dark place where you feel it's impossible to breathe. You think you've been buried, but don't give up, because if truth be told, you've actually been planted.
just walked away.Walked-- Lora Leigh
frustration. He stalked off
I learn from him around the campfire that he and the Howlers, Thistle, Screwface, Clown, Weed, and Pebble - the dregs of my old House - stayed no longer than a day after I disappeared.
There was a thing waiting in the darkness.
It was ancient, and cruel, and paced in the shadows ...
I never hid out. I was never big enough a star.
Who had you walking around?
Gone for a while Hoping, always, to return If you will let me
No one has arrived. Leave me there
as you would leave a myth with any person who sees you
until he cries and rushes into himself, afraid of happiness.
People abandoned one another constantly without performing the courtesy of of actually disappearing. They left, but didn't, lurking about, a constant reminder of what could or should have been.
I been away a long time.
Who else would find me at just this moment? First he found me drunk, now he found me cleaning up poo from a barking pony who was about to go into attack mode.
There sat I, a faded being, under faded leaves.
Was I happier there in my loneliness
Anyway,' he said, without hearing me, 'that whole week he was gone, Bis sat next to the dumpster and didn't move, and we all thought he was waiting by the road for Arlo to come back. Except we had it wrong- he was waiting for us to find Arlo.
I like to crawl away and hide in a corner."
"Well," he said, with a transitory gleam of himself, "you're my corner and I've come to hide.
She isn't here, but around
here, in a deep rain
disappearing.
And were you able to find Him?" I inquired.
A shadow crossed his face as the dervish noded and said.
"Indeed, He was with me all along.
Kind of just existed from day to day, on weird plateau of feeling nothingness.
Heard from whom? (Lochlan)
From me, you worthless lickspittle. So tell me what miracle dragged the three of you from your holes and got your lazy hides all the way here. And a day early, no less. (Sin)