His absence is so big it's like he's there. — Patrick Ness, The Knife of Never Letting Go
His absence is so big it's like he's there. — Patrick Ness, The Knife of Never Letting Go
His absence is so big it's like he's there. — Patrick Ness, The Knife of Never Letting Go
His absence is so big it's like he's there. — Patrick Ness, The Knife of Never Letting Go
His absence is so big it's like he's there. — Patrick Ness, The Knife of Never Letting Go
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His absence is so big it's like he's there.

— Patrick Ness, The Knife of Never Letting Go
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More “Death” Quotes

Here be dragons to be slain, here be rich rewards to gain;If we perish in the seeking, why, how small a thing is death! — Dorothy L. Sayers, Catholic Tales and Christian Songs
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Facing death calmly is praiseworthy only if one faces it alone. Death together is no longer death, even for unbelievers. — Raymond Radiguet, The Devil in the Flesh
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My flesh winced, in cowardice, from such a death. — Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar
Beastly of him to die before you realized he might be fascinating. — Tasha Alexander, And Only to Deceive
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Can you do it? When the time comes? When the time comes there will be no time. Now is the time. Curse God and die. What — Cormac McCarthy, The Road
I could kill you a thousand times over Abraham, but we would never be even. You took everything I had. — Christopher Buecheler, The Blood That Bonds