Quotes About Longing

He knew what he wanted. He wanted Jess safe, and he wanted her back in his arms.

He was looking at me, and I wondered whether he could feel how much I wanted to touch him.

Why was so much noticed only in the breach, in the loss, by the regret-filled longing for what was left behind?

He wondered if she knew how much he needed her. He wondered if the lilacs were still in bloom, and what she would have done if he really had broken one off that day in her garden and given it to her, and suddenly wished with all his heart that he had.

Very calmly, Gray let out his breath. He wanted nothing more than to gather her in his arms and comfort her in the best way he knew, but something warned him against it. Hugging her would be like embracing a thorn bush.

I was longing for the moment I was in, even as I was in it.

envelope she'd let fall to her lap, standing out so glaringly white against the skirt of her black bombazine gown, might contain a letter from her deceased parents using just the sort of tender words she'd longed to hear from them

Memory is a great deceiver, grief and longing cloud the past, and recollections, even vivid ones, fade.

Lie #1: Having more and more of something (love, sex, fame, drugs, etc.) will make you happy. Unfortunately, if you are not careful, the more pleasure you get, the more you will need in the future to continue making you happy, something called hedonic adaptation.

Lie #1: Having more and more of something (love, sex, fame, drugs, etc.) will make you happy.

Indeed, thinking about the future can be so pleasurable that sometimes we'd rather think about it than get there.

In Greek mythology, Gods divide a human soil into two and send them world apart, and thus, each human is doomed to spend eternity looking for his/her other half

Moral regrets make up the smallest of the four categories in the deep structure of regret, representing only about 10 percent of the total regrets. But for many of us, these regrets ache the most and last the longest. They are also more complex than the other core regrets.

The thing with your heart's desire is that your heart doesn't even know what it desires until it turns up.

I'd ruin any day, all my days, for those long nights with you, and I did.

The thing with your heart's desire is that your heart doesn't even know what it desires until it turns up. Like a tie at a tag sale, some perfect thing in a crate of nothing, you were just there, uninvited, and now suddenly the party was over and you were all I wanted. I hadn't even been looking, not for you, and now you were my heart's desire.

I hadn't even been looking, not for you, and now you were my heart's desire.

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

there's not enough ink and paper to say all I wanted.

London is my home. I miss my family so much; it's hard being away. And I miss salt and vinegar crisps. And Marmite. And good fudge. Oh my God. Clotted cream fudge.

I have a longing for violin or organ. Is it too simple to say those sustaining sounds symbolise immortality?

I don't have a visa for the U.S., and I don't want to apply for one. And I don't want to fly for that long.

Sitting with Rita, I was reminded that the heart is just as fragile at seventy as it is at seventeen. The vulnerability, the longing, the passion—they're all there in full force. Falling in love never gets old.

And you know what I'm going to miss most of all? His face. I'm going to miss looking at his beautiful face. It's my favorite face in the entire world.