When oneβs deportment has mistreated and harmed you, disappearing from their life does not require an explanation; they already know the reason for your absence.
The absent are never without fault, nor the present without excuse.
Never find fault with the absent.
Knowledge is recognition of something absent; it is a salutation, not an embrace.
From even the greatest of horrors, irony is seldom absent.
Among absent lovers, ardor always fares better.
