Longing Quotes

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 ...

Memories lurk like dustballs in the backs of drawers. The stereo is a special model that plays only ...

I like being on my own better than I like anything else, but I can't give up love. Maybe it's the te...

Let not our longing slay the appetite of our living.

You can miss a person you've never known.

You will remember this when all else fades, this moment, here, together, by this well. There will be...

Methinks I lied all winter, when I sworeMy love was infinite, if spring makes it more.

You can love someone so much… But you can never love someone as much as you miss them.

There was no desire in him for a state or condition, no picture in his mind of the thing to be when ...

I hated the gnawing longing that accompanied having everything.

I imagine a line, a white line, painted on the sand and on the ocean, from me to you.

She had said he had been driven away from her by a dream...

I recognise your body in liana; your expression in the eyes of a frightened gazelle; the beauty of y...

I could wish to spy the nakedness of their hearts, and through the different disguises of customs, c...

I know she is coming I know she will look And that is the longing And this is the book.

The RemoteI often think about youwhen I’m lying alone inmy room with my mouthopen and the remotelost...

Love Jo all your days, if you choose, but don't let it spoil you, for it's wicked to throw away so m...

The very people you trusted most could become like strangers in their longing...

I missed the sound of her shuffling her homework while I listened to music on her bed. I missed the ...

Without turning on the light, I went to my bed and lay down, my arm thrown across the mattress, my h...

You really didn't see the sadness or the longing unless you already knew it was there. But that was ...

His heart hurt with the wanting of it, the hurt no less painful for being difficult to explain.

This was to say, however, that she did not long, at times, for some even greater variation, that she...

... which would enable him to prolong for the time being, and to renew for one day more the disappoi...

When Jean and his mother left Etreuilles, Monsieur Sureau had gathered for them great boxfuls of haw...

He made what apology he could and hurried home, overjoyed that the satisfaction of his curiosity had...

He loved her; in some ways he was devoted to her. But he couldn't reach her, and it was the same on ...

Why is it we want so badly to memorialize ourselves? Even while we're still alive. We wish to assert...

She was a music I no longer heard, that rang in my mind, itself and nothing else, lost to all sense,...

You see how it is godlike to love the being of someone. Your existence is a delight to us. I hope yo...

To crave and to have are as like as a thing and its shadow. For when does a berry break upon the ton...

The longing for sweets is really a yearning for love or "sweetness.

I mean, by such flightiness, something that feels unsatisfied at the center of my life — that makes ...

Until the longing came again, like the longing that you hear in the whistle of a train that is going...

The restlessness and the longing, like the longing that is in the whistle of a faraway train. Except...

We can't stop reading. Compulsively we find ourselves reading significance into dreams (we construct...

Happiness is the longing for repetition.

And what if Miriam and I were never to be reconciled?

Solitude is the profoundest fact of the human condition. Man is the only being who knows he is alone...

In all my wanderings through this world of care,In all my griefs -- and God has given my share --I s...

...the waiting was torture, the worst Ka had ever known. It was this pain, this deadly wait, he now ...

As I was looking at myself in the bathroom mirror, it occurred to me that if all else failed, a man ...

I realized that the longing for art, like the longing for love, is a malady that blinds us, and make...