Longing Quotes

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...

I yearned for everything long gone.

Sufre mas el que espera siempreque aquel que nunca espero a nadie?Does he who is always waiting suff...

Some people never say the words ‘I love you’, for like a child they’re longing to be told.

Some people never say the words ‘I love you’, for like a child they’re longing to be told.

Men dream more about coming home than about leaving.

There is a legend that everything that falls into the waters of this river -- leaves, insects, the f...

We look before and after,And pine for what is not;Our sincerest laughterWith some pain is fraught;Ou...

We look before and after, And pine for what is not:Our sincerest laughterWith some pain is fraught;O...

Dreadful will be the day when the world becomes contented, when one great universal satisfaction spr...

If you do not want to write, at least spit on a piece of paper, put it in an envelope, and send it t...

And the heart has become so tired, and the longing so vast.

And in fact the artist's experience lies so unbelievably close to the sexual, to its pain and its pl...

Thou I cannot so freely say, My heart is with thee, my soul longeth after thee ; yet can I say, I lo...

30 cents, two transfers, loveThinking hard about you I got on the bus and paid 30 cents car fare and...

My heart is sair-I dare na tell,My heart is sair for Somebody.

I watched the spinning stars, grateful, sad and proud, as only a man who has outlived his destiny an...

You see the first thing we love is a scene. For love at first sight requires the very sign of its su...

You see the first thing we love is a scene. For love at first sight requires the very sign of its su...

Also – for there had been more than a few migrants aboard, yes, quite a quantity of wives who had be...

It was long since I had longed for anything and the effect on me was horrible.

What', said he, ' makes the difference between man and all the rest of the animal creation? Every be...

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. ...