Quotes About Yearning

Philosophy is really homesickness.

Ah, what a dusty answer gets the soulWhen hot for certainties in this our life!

Stupid cupid keeps on calling me, but I see nothing in his eyes. I miss my babe

He still has the same way of calling to me, as if I'm still new to him, as if he has yet to get over me.

I only know she was the only thing I ever wanted. Someone took her away from me and Seven Kingdoms couldn't fill the hole she left behind.

I take no joy in mead nor meat, and song and laughter have become suspicious strangers to me. I am a creature of grief and dust and bitter longings. There is an empty place within me where my heart was once.

We all dream of things we cannot have.

I have a hole where my heart should be, she thought, and nowhere else to go.

All Daenerys wanted back was the big house with the red door, the lemon tree outside her window, the childhood she had never known.

She yearned to see her mother again, and Robb and Bran and Rickon… but it was Jon Snow she thought of most. She wished somehow they could come to the Wall before Winterfell, so Jon might muss up her hair and call her "little sister." She'd tell him, "I missed you," and he'd say it too at the very same moment, the way they always used to say things together. She would have liked that. She would have liked that better than anything.

It was bitingly cold up here, and the wind pulled at his clothes like an insistent lover.

And Arya… he missed her even more than Robb, skinny little thing that she was, all scraped knees and tangled hair and torn clothes, so fierce and willful. Arya never seemed to fit, no more than he had… yet she could always make Jon smile. He would give anything to be with her now, to muss up her hair once more and watch her make a face, to hear her finish a sentence with him.

It is hard to be so old, and harder still to be so blind. I miss the sun. And books. I miss the books most of all.

Why won't they let me be? I just need to rest, that's all, to rest and sleep some, and maybe die a little.

Catelyn wanted to run to him, to kiss his sweet brow, to wrap him in her arms so tightly that he would never come to harm....

You want to know the horrible truth ? I cant even remember what she looked like! I only know she was the one thing I ever wanted..and 7 kingdoms couldnt fill the hole she left behind

Do you want to know the horrible truth? I can't even remember what she looked like. I only know she was the one thing I ever wanted. Someone took her away from me, and seven kingdoms couldn't fill the hole she left behind. -Robert Baratheon

How I have yearned for the sound of your sweet voice," Tyrion sighed to her. "How I have yearned to have that eunuch's tongue pulled out with hot pincers," Cersei replied.

She could feel tendrils spreading through her chest, like fingers of fire coiling around her heart, and on her tongue was a taste like honey and anise and cream, like mother's milk and Drogo's seed, like red meat and hot blood and molten gold. It was all the tastes she had ever known, and none of them… and then the glass was empty.

I want her, he realized. I want Winterfell, yes, but I want her as well, child or woman or whatever she is. I want to comfort her. I want to hear her laugh. I want her to come to me willingly, bring me her joys and her sorrows and her lust.

All she felt was pity, and pity was death to desire

Abed, the walls pressed close and the ceiling hung heavy above him; abed, the room was his cell and Winterfell his prison. Yet outside his windows, the wide world still called. - Bran

They laughed at him, but they didn't know, they didn't know about all the nice things he had. No one knew. No one. Only someday he'd see somebody different, somebody to give his things to, somebody who would give him all their things. Yes. He'd like that. He'd know her when he saw her. He'd know just what to say.

Must I say it, ser? You call me love, yet you refuse me, when I have most desperate need of you. Is it so wrong of me to want a knight to keep me safe? - Arianne