Quotes About Wistful

Freedom used to be something that I dreamed of but never allowed myself to fully imagine.

No, but I wish I did. I wish I believed in something," Bradford said wistfully. "It would be pleasant, don't you think?

I always have been and will remain someone who loves real, 3D, substantial books. And I don't believe that it's a wistful, nostalgic interest like vinyl collectors. It's not the same thing.

I honestly hate knowing that I will never have you.

For all sad words of tongue and pen, the saddest are these, 'It might have been.

You're everything I have ever wanted and it hurts knowing that I can't have you.

A memory is a beautiful thing, it's almost a desire that you miss.

Grace, who haunted my thoughts when I couldn't dream

But her voice sounded wistful. It is one of her theories that a woman must never be jealous, never try to hold man against his will; but I could tell that she hadn't enjoyed seeing someone else bring father to life.

In reality, if he had lived, I would have had a dad. And that would have been an incredible experience.

I wish they had a word for being happy and sad at the same time because that's what I feel every time I am with you.

If there was a time machine to go back, you'd be the first one I'd run too.

That's because they're of the past. All photos of the past look melancholy and wistful precisely because they capture something that's gone.

I wish I had an extra day with my mom sometimes. Or another hour in the day with my family, husband and children.

I sincerely regret every nap I passed up on as a child.

I sense a wisp of wistful vermouth in your happiness martini.

I wish I had an extra day with my mom sometimes. Or another hour in the day with my family, husband and children.

She is smiling at me. It is a wistful smile. The kind of smile no one is capable of before the age of forty. The kind that contains sadness and defiance and amusement all at once.

It is a wistful smile. The kind of smile no one is capable of before the age of forty. The kind that contains sadness and defiance and amusement all at once.

All he thinks while he studies pearlescent pigeons is this: I wish I knew how… I wish I knew… I ain't ever gonna, but I wish I knew how it felt – (-to be free).

If only. Those must be the two saddest words in the world.

I don't know what else to tell you. I often think how different my life would have been - how much happier - if you'd been a part of it. One day.

Otto: A bonny country, Scotland, if all I've heard is correct, what with the banshees wailing and the four- leaved shamrock. Gilda: That's Ireland, dear. Otto: Never mind. The same wistful dampness distinguishes them both.

To see the ocean once is to learn how to miss it. ~Mistress Coyle