Longing Quotes

All the beautiful waitresses existed like eternal responsibilities.

Home is where they want you to stay longer

My library is an archive of longings.

Desire wills its perpetuation ad infinitum.

I call him my friend, but in the last year it's seemed too casual a word for what Gale is to me. A p...

I am helpless as the sea at the end of her string. I am restless. Restless and useless. I, too, crea...

I am inhabited by a cry. Nightly it flaps outLooking, with its hooks, for something to love.

She hardly ever thought of him. He had worn a place for himself in some corner of her heart, as a se...

What the dead had no speech for, when living,They can tell you, being dead: the communicationOf the ...

It had been dark at the beach for hours, he hadn't been smoking much and it wasn't headlights – but ...

One evening he was in his room, his brow pressing hard against the pane, looking, without seeing the...

In fact her maturity and blood kinship converted her passion to fever, so it was more affliction tha...

How happy he must be, this Hobgoblin," exclaimed Sniff."He isn't a bit," replied Snufkin, "and he wo...

Now you can all have a wish -- the Moomin family first!"Moominmamma hesitated a bit. "Should it be s...

The voice of the waves was now mixed with strange sounds; laughter, running feet and the clanging of...

Have you ever longed for someone so much, so deeply that you thought you would die? That your heart ...

Oh, if only I could hurt with such misery once again, to feel the powers of love here inside my hear...

To want and not to have, sent all up her body a hardness, a hollowness, a strain. And then to want a...

It was as if she had thought him into existence again, as if her mind were a flask into which had be...

Touch. It is touch that is the deadliest enemy of chastity, loyalty, monogamy, gentility with its co...

She looks after him, feeling a wave of longing, loneliness. Not sexual particularly but to do with t...

Name me no names for my disease,With uninforming breath;I tell you I am none of these,But homesick u...

Sometimes I wish I could describe how wonderful I feel in those few seconds from the time he spreads...

I couldn't reach him from here even if I tried.

We ache with the yearningthat turns half into wholeand offer no excusesfor the beauty of our souls.

Wealth is not an absolute. It is relative to desire. Every time we yearn for something we cannot aff...

While a common reaction to seeing a thing of beauty is to want to buy it, our real desire may be not...

Our stomachs live in towns," said Mma Potokwani, patting the front of her dress. 'That is where the ...

You are ice and fire The touch of you burns my hands like snow

Will it be here that we shall find a place which will not elude us, or which if it remains does not ...

I gave up hoping...But, still, I would think of him, I would cherish his image in my mind, and treas...

To be human, that's what most of us long for. It is the human which has become myth to us.

Today is the winter solstice. The planet tilts just so to its star, lists and holds circling in a fi...

There are things that will not have themselves buried and put out of sight, as though they had never...

I long to embrace, to include in my own short life, all that is accessible to man.

I long to embrace, to include in my own short life, all that is accessible to man. I long to speak, ...

With total rapture and delight he talks about the birds which he can see from his prison window, and...

Even her name seemed empty, as though it had detached itself from her and was floating untethered in...

...and I suddenly feel that Henry is there, incredible need for Henry to be there and to put his han...

You get a strange feeling when you're about to leave a place...like you'll not only miss the people ...

She was lost in her longing to understand.

He is on his way to her. In a moment he will leave the wooden sidewalks and vacant lots for the pave...

All my life the god of the Mountain has been wooing me.

The same thing that had happened with the flowers was happening with my longing: once I held it in m...

Sometimes he wondered if he did these things just to test himself. To see if the feelings had gone. ...

She did not tell him this, because it would hurt him to know she had felt that way for a while, that...

Fair as the moon and joyful as the light;Tot wan with waiting, not with sorrow dim; Not as she is, b...

Witch, do this for me,Find me a moonmade of longing.Then cut it sliver thin,and having cut it,hang i...

I believe that we are arks of the covenant and our true nature is not rage or deceit or terror or lo...

Looking from the window at the fantastic light and colour of my glittering fairy-world of fact that ...

It's weird to feel like you miss someone you're not even sure you know.

Anna would like you, he thinks, looking into her face. Anna would like you.

Orito banishes all thoughts of Jacob de Zoet, and recalls Jacob de Zoet.

In the Village IIIWho has removed the typewriter from my desk,so that I am a musician without his pi...

Who am I? They often tell me I would step from my cell's confinement calmly, cheerfully, firmly, lik...

I missed her so much I wanted to die: a hard, physical longing, like a craving for air underwater. L...

Yet my longing for her was like a bad cold that had hung on for years despite my conviction that I w...

The past is devoid of meaning like the present, and a refuge for cowards.

He lived to near the things he loved to seem poetical.

My longing for truth was a single prayer.

They say when you are missing someone that they are probably feeling the same, but I don't think it'...

I thought once how Theocritus had sungOf the sweet years, the dear and wished-for years,Who each one...

My letters! all dead paper, mute and white!And yet they seem alive and quiveringAgainst my tremulous...

It seemed as though he gave way all at once; he was so languid that he could not control his thought...

The temptation is too strong for me. Oh, Lord! where is Thy peace that I believed in, in my childhoo...

Desiring another person is perhaps the most risky endeavor of all. As soon as you want somebody—real...

I had to do something about my longing, so I got up, went to the kitchen in my nightgown, peeled a p...

But I love him.""So love him.""But I miss him.""So miss him. Send him love and light every time you ...

On the train I saw that world passing my window. It was when I came to see it was I who was passing ...

Year after year of dirty snow and bitter winds… houses and whole districts of people who aren’t real...

The feelings that hurt most, the emotions that sting most, are those that are absurd - The longing f...

Ah, it's my longing for whom I might have been that distracts and torments me!

It occurs to me that I really can't remember your face in any precise detail. Only the way you walke...

I long for you; I who usually longs without longing, as though I am unconscious and absorbed in neut...

It was suffering and incapacity that created all afterworlds - this, and that brief madness of bliss...

She prayed to God to give him at least a moment so that he would not go without knowing how much she...

‎"It always seemed somehow less real here... a really detailed dream, but sort of washed out, like a...

It seems to me we can never give up longing and wishing while we are still alive. There are certain ...

I have become a sour woman. I take no joy in meat nor mead, and song and laughter have become suspic...

Is there anything better than to be longing for something, when you know it is within reach?

...perhaps, also this short embrace may infuse in their veins a little of this thrill which they wou...

So through endless twilights I dreamed and waited, though I knew not what I waited for. Then in the ...

I wonder how much of the day I spend just callin' after you.

She gave me this look – she might have been watching from a lifeboat as the ship went down. Or maybe...

Sometimes when I look at you, I feel I'm gazing at a distant star. It's dazzling, but the light is f...

Like you're riding a train at night across some vast plain, and youcatch a glimpse of a tiny light i...

A pine tree standeth lonelyIn the North on an upland bare;It standeth whitely shroudedWith snow, and...

Sadly as some old mediaeval knightGazed at the arms he could no longer wield,The sword two-handed an...

At the first kiss I felt something melt inside me that hurt in an exquisite way. All my longings, al...

For me, trees have always been the most penetrating preachers. I revere them when they live in tribe...

A longing to wander tears my heart when I hear trees rustling in the wind at evening. If one listens...

Like billowing clouds, Like the incessant gurgle of the brook,The longing of the spirit can never be...

…There is the heat of Love, the pulsing rush of Longing, the lover’s whisper, irresistible—magic to ...

There's a taste in the air, sweet and vaguely antiseptic, that reminds him of his teenage years in t...

At moments when Herman fantasized about a new metaphysics, or even a new religion, he based everythi...

What I did not know was how longing could store itself away in the hollows of one's bones and then o...

Perhaps it is better not to tell what you wish. if you cannot have it.

When Summer lies upon the world, and in a noon of gold, Beneath the roof of sleeping leaves the drea...

And you’ll miss me more as the narrowing weeks wing by. Someday duly, oneday truly, twosday newly, t...

All of everything came into existence simply because it wanted to be. The big bang wasn't so much a ...