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“Alaska Dispatch said the disappearance never made it into the Newspapers at the time, and adds, “His vanishing is like all the others, who over the years have turned to ghosts; their disappearances leaving no trace of them at all behind...”
― Stephen Young, Stalked in the Woods

“To be remembered is a simple thing to do. The fact is, people don’t miss others just because they feel like missing them. It’s when your absence leaves a vacuum that people miss you. Unforgettable is about creating your own space—a space that would be left bare in your absence.”
― Nesta Jojoe Erskine, Unforgettable: Living a Life That Matters

“Rick nudged Amelia and grinned. “Hey, stick with me baby, and I’ll keep you in shape. Good food. Exercise. Fun games. You name it.â€� He wiggled his eyebrows flirtatiously. “And plenty of lovinâ€�. I guarantee it.â€�
An elderly couple sat on a bench, gazing at the scenery. The man grinned at Rick as he approached and gave an approving nod. Apparently they had heard his insinuations. Rick had spoken loud enough.
“You’ve got the right idea, young man,â€� said the elderly gentleman as he winked at his wife. “Plenty of lovinâ€�. That’s what we do for sure.”
― Linda Weaver Clarke, Her Lost Love

“She smiled at his flirtations. “Have I ever told you how incorrigible you are?â€�
He chuckled. “Several times. But I do have some redeemable qualities. Don’t you think?�
She kissed him lightly on the lips. “You sure do.�
“Name one.�
“Well!� Amelia tapped her forehead as if to think. Do you mean besides being so irresponsible that it drives me crazy? Well, I have to say that you’re not bad to look at. That why I keep you around.�
A smile was playing at the corners of Rick’s lips and a mischievous glint appeared in his eyes. Without warning, he pulled her into his arms and gave a kiss to remember.”
― Linda Weaver Clarke, Her Lost Love

“Access to the public library should be a basic human right.”
― Kaitlyn Dunnett, Kilt at the Highland Games

“An overweight Maine coon cat dozed in an open bedroom window, his bulk pressed against the screen so that the gentle breeze of the summer night could ruffle his long yellow fur. With a start, he went on alert. A moment later, he leapt from the windowsill to the top of the dresser and from there to the foot of the bed. He landed squarely on Liss MacCrimmon Ruskin's bare legs.”
― Kaitlyn Dunnett, Kilt at the Highland Games

“She made an inarticulate sound of distress at the sight that met her eyes. It was a fire, and it was the bookstore on the far side of the square that was burning.”
― Kaitlyn Dunnett, Kilt at the Highland Games

“Except for the shapes of the windows, backlit by the streetlights that dotted the perimeter of the Moosetookalook town square, Liss could see very little in the darkness of the room she shared with her husband. The two front windows were raised as far as they would go, since Liss had been taught at an early age that fresh air was one of nature's best sleep aids. She had never had any reason to doubt that small bit of folk wisdom.”
― Kaitlyn Dunnett, Kilt at the Highland Games

“Her eyes popped open in time to see flames shoot up behind the first-floor windows of Angie's Books. Angie! Where was Angie? Where were her children? The bookstore owner lived in the apartment above her shop with sixteen-year-old Beth and twelve-year-old Bradley.
The Moosetookalook Fire Department was located right next door, housed in part of the town's redbrick municipal building. The overhead door had already been raised. As Liss watched, unable to move, unable to look away, the truck pulled out, maneuvering so that it could get closer to the burning building.”
― Kaitlyn Dunnett, Kilt at the Highland Games

“Liss squinted, searching frantically for Angie and Beth and Bradley. She couldn't spot them anywhere. Her chest rose and fell in time with her agitated breathing. What if they were still inside? What if they were trapped?
Struggling for calm, Liss told herself that they must have escaped. Angie was scrupulous about changing her smoke-alarm batteries. She and her kids would have had plenty of time to get out. Heck, Angie was probably the one who'd alerted the fire department.
But where was she? Where were Beth and Bradley?”
― Kaitlyn Dunnett, Kilt at the Highland Games

“A sense of desolation settled within me: a cold, slimy stone lodged under my lungs. There was nothing happy about the woods, I thought, especially at night.”
― Craig Davidson, Cataract City

“I don't say " I miss you " out of mere saying. When i say it i mean it.”
― Aena

“I hate running into people. They take the random places. That door over there. Fuck that door. It was an hour before class on the first day and Justin came out right as I was walking in. Bumped in and scared the ba- Jesus out of me and every time I walked into that door, I remembered him. For four years that space belonged to that moment. It’s like everywhere we walk, all we see internally is a landmark of people and moments you’ll never have again.”
― Karl Kristian Flores, The Goodbye Song

“Memories with people are weird things because oftentimes, you’re the only one who still has them.”
― Karl Kristian Flores, The Goodbye Song

“What about those men you read about in newspaper stories who walk out of their homes saying they are going down to the corner to buy cigarettes and are never heard from again? This is Paris. I am here. What if I never go back?”
― Brian Moore, The Doctor's Wife

“The Bermuda Triangle has migrated to China That is the only feasible explanation for so many people to go missing.”
― Anthony T. HIncks

“I am aware of two frauds in Florida: 1. The 2009 dangerous Desoto Solar Farm world media launch involving President Obama. 2. Withholding the known numbers of the dead bodies found and missing people reported in the hurricane Ian disaster in 2022.”
― Steven Magee

“If you do not report the number of dead bodies found and missing people reported, it will eventually become known to the masses through social media.”
― Steven Magee

“The lack of accurate reporting by mainstream media regarding the Florida hurricane Ian numbers of dead bodies found and missing people may have ended the era of the masses obtaining their news from corporate news agencies.”
― Steven Magee

“Brain knows it's foolish, heart disagrees: Missing the one who left.”
― Vikrant Adams

“It is the ‘American Wayâ€� to keep their masses in the dark.”
― Steven Magee

“Elishva found no comfort in abstract speculation. She treated her patron saint as one of her relatives, a member of a family that had been torn apart and dispersed. He was the only person she had left, apart from Nabu, the cat, and the specter of her son, Daniel, who was bound to return one day. To others she lived alone, but she believed she lived with three beings, or three ghosts, with so much power and presence that she didn't feel lonely.”
― Ahmed Saadawi, Frankenstein in Baghdad

“This was a time when many people were disappearing for no logical reason.”
― Ahmed Saadawi