Quotes About Ache

Let it be the house, please let it be the house.

They say there's peace if you can relinquish desire. For me desire's absence has only ever left a dull persistent ache.

Once in my life I knew a grief so hard I could actually hear it inside, scraping at the lining of my stomach, an audible ache, dredging with hooks as rivers are dredged when someone's been missing too long.

The loneliness became more and more unbearable. I ached to be touched. I feared I was disappearing and I'd cease to exist if someone didn't touch me.

Built into human makeup is a longing for a 'more' that the world of everyday experience cannot requite.

I longed for you so avidly.

and wished with all her heart that she wasn't so tired, wished that a broken wrist would radiate violent pain instead of this strange numbing ache that was exhausting her by its subtlety and consistency.

Just once in my life--oh, when have I ever wanted anything just once in my life?

What's here doesn't please you, what's far off you crave. Anne Carson, from Grief Lessons: Four Plays by Euripides

Desire is no light thing.

Disillusion in an ache that eats into the dreams of goodness, of love, of any value that matters - even to the very belief in life.

With the awakening of his emotions, his first perception was a sense of futility, a dull ache at the utter grayness of his life.

the drought in the marrow of his bones. He

Her throat, full of aching, grieving beauty.

The afternoon waned from the purging good of three o'clock to the golden beauty of four. Afterward he walked through the dull ache of a setting sun when even the clouds seemed bleeding...

The chill of what I won't feel gnaws at my present heart.

It's human to want what we need, and it's human to desire what we don't need but find desirable.

the air so still it aches like the place where the tooth was on the morning after you've been to the dentist or aches like your heart in the bosom when you stand on the street corner waiting for the light to change and happen to recollect how things once were and how they might have been yet if what happened had not happened.

have starved in other ways. He would have lived a life hungry for feelings, for color, for love.

May I have relief-of-pain, please?" he begged. It was always provided in his everyday life for the bruises and wounds, for a mashed finger, a stomach ache, a skinned knee from a fall from a bike.

Back then, he whispered, I guess I was into masochism, because being there with you, so close when you were so untouchable, was pretty torturous. In the same whisper, Beth asked, So why did you do it? Because not being with you was worse. -Beth and Levi

This is the problem with hunger. This is the problem with love. There is no end in sight.

You need something more from me—something I wasn't able to give you before.

Doesn't everyone want what they cannot have?