Quotes About Longing

He felt an almost unbearable longing to press himself against her scales and fall asleep with her star-speckled wings over his.

Moon took up so much of his headspace. He caught himself watching her the way he used to watch Cobra, hoping for a glance that would hint she might love him back. He wanted to bring her new scrolls that would make her face light up. He wanted to make her soup when her visions gave her headaches and sing her silly songs to help her stop worrying. He wanted to fly beside her while she saved the world.

I'm interested in going back to my mother, Moon thought. Can I explore that?

Had Queen Coral prepared a throne for her missing daughter, waiting all these years for her to come fill it? She

He pushed back against the little jump that his heart made when he saw her.

sure she's nearly ready," said Queen Coral. "Years. Lots more years,

He smiled a little sadly. "I wish you could," he said.

I've wanted to get my claws on it for years. I assume you read it. What happens next? Say the words 'Wasp dies slowly and horribly' and I'll make you my heir.

But all she wanted was to be with Clay. Near him, around him, breathing the same air and watching the same skies. That wasn't asking too much. And if it meant she wasn't hurting anyone anymore, wasn't that what everyone wanted? Maybe not. Maybe Queen Ruby wanted Peril to be miserable and alone.

the first time in forever.

Winter — I want to go home.

Which would be unfortunate, both because I quite like you, and because then I might have to wait another thousand years to be rescued.

But he found himself picturing Qibli standing here, under this tree with Moon, and it made him feel hollowed out, like an ice cave.

Wanting no other man save the one she could not get, any other man, the nearest at hand, served her purpose.

One feeds the other... The loneliness of writing makes the communality of directing more joyful, and interacting with lots of people in a high-pressure situation makes me long to be alone in my office again.

Are you very much attached to money?' asked Stephen. 'I love it passionately,' said Jack, with truth ringing clear in his voice. 'I have always been poor, and I long to be rich.

Besides, I long for men's company: the prattle of the little girls — much though I love them — drives me to an earlier and earlier breakfast, to a later and even later dinner, so that presently the two will meet, as they did in Avicenna's tale.

In times of stress Jack Aubrey had two main reactions: he either became aggressive or he became amorous; he longed either for the violent catharsis of action or for that of making love. He loved a battle: he loved a wench.

What words are there to tell how long a night can be?

Judith hated nostalgia. It was just the waiting room for death.

People call love sickness heartache, but that's not where you feel rejection. Your heart only responds to excitement and fear - racing, pounding, skipping beats. You feel rejection in the pit of your stomach. It's like the moment you realise you've eaten bad food, and you know that all you've got to look forward to is a night of twisted torment and twisted sheets.

Hers was the bliss of one who knew that at last she was off upon the adventure at the end of which lay her heart's desire'.

Short, narrow streets run far and wide / as if they were homesick.

So We'll Go No More a-Roving So, we'll go no more a-roving So late into the night, Though the heart be still as loving, And the moon be still as bright. For the sword outwears its sheath, And the soul outwears the breast, And the heart must pause to breathe, And love itself have rest. Though the night was made for loving, And the day returns too soon, Yet we'll go no more a-roving By the light of the moon.