Quotes About Wistfulness

Take back the smile and the night, take it all back, I wish I could.

I had the feeling if I hadn't been there

homesickness is just a state of mind for me. i'm always missing someone or someplace or something, i'm always trying to get back to some imaginary somewhere. my life has been one long longing.

She was unequal to anyone's wistfulness. She had made too little of her life. Its loneliness shamed her like a crime.

Is it better to have had a good thing and lost it, or never to have had it?

I'm standing there in the open door and the thought flies in my head, so quick, so unexpected, I can't stop myself from thinking it: If you were mine, I would never have broken up with you, not in a million years.

Longing is its own kind of perverse delight.

even in my sleep I knew exactly how good it used to be. How right it was. And no matter what you do or how hard you try, you can't stop yourself from dreaming.

Cea mai profund? nostalgie a noastr? vizeaz? totdeauna ceva lipsit de nume.

I explained, winefully, how we did not do the things we wanted to; we never did such things.

I had drunk much wine and afterward coffee and Strega and I explained, winefully, how we did not do the things we wanted to do; we never did such things.

I wish I had the boy.

Maybe I have had all my life in three days, he thought. If that's true I wish we would have spent the last night differently. But last nights are never any good. Last nothings are any good.

Sometimes I can feel my bones straining under the weight of all the lives I'm not living. —Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close

She'd been surprised by the pang that the idea of the place gave her. She didn't think of herself as a romantic about location, even though she was secretly romantic about everything.

I missed out on everything. Sometimes on the street I see teenagers hanging out and going to the movies, going to concerts, and I get so jealous.

Mourir de nostalgie pour quelque chose que tu ne vivras jamais.

Es un dolor extraño. Morir de nostalgia por algo que no vivirás nunca.

Morir de nostalgia por algo que no vivirás jamás.

She wanted everything back, as we do sometimes in our irrationality and regret; we want it all back.

If only' repeated again and again in her head like a battering ram...'if only' could break your heart.

We are in the realm not of logic but of wistfulness, and I must maintain that wistfulness is a respectable, serious condition. How, otherwise, to account for much of one's life?

If only I'd done such and such instead of such and such, gone there instead of there, said that and not that, or looked different, or hadn't gone out that day with Ivanhoe or that night or that week or anytime during the last two months

Too late, old boy, too late. The saddest words in the English language.