Quotes About Longing

I began to long for the benign indifference of Robert Redford flossing his molars.

My father was a management genius. But what I really wanted was a dad.

I can tell you this: there will be other girls, other disasters. And there will be nights to come, his life mostly behind him, when he will long to hurt like that again.

He could not have explained the intensity of his attraction to {her}, that blissful ache that welled up in his chest at the sight of her barefooting across the dock, the feeling a distant cousin of nostalgia, as if he'd already won and loved and lost her.

This morning I awoke clutching your name with such reckless devotion that it turned to dust.

Birini can?n yanacak kadar çok sevdin mi hiç?

We need' is always code for 'I want.

He'd been crazy about her for more years than he cared to admit. Unfortunately, he knew nothing would ever come of it, so he would have to settle for proximity and hope that like a mold or a fungus, he would eventually grow on her.

Our deepest longings and the question of who we are intended to be cuts us in half, dividing us within ourselves. At critical stages and significant moments in the course of life, we sink with the weight of our own questions; we drown in our own psyche in order to reach a subtle ground that secretly sustains our every breath. In that sense, all separations, splits, and conflicts are evidence of a unity we long to find, both individually and collectively.

But just as soon as this war's over and finished with,I'll get back home and marry her.I've grown up with her, Joey, known her all my life. S'pose I know her almost as well as I know myself, and I like her a lot better.

Dry-humping, I believe it's called.

We are acquisitive to the point of greed; ready to drop the bone we have for its reflection magnified in the mirror of the future.

I believe this. When we meet those we fall in love with, there is an aspect of our spirit that is historian, a bit of a pedant who reminisces or remembers a meeting when the other has passed by innocently…but all parts of the body must be ready for the other, all atoms must jump in one direction for desire to occur.

I'll be looking at the moon, but I'll be seeing you.

A postcard. Neat handwriting fills the rectangle. Half my days I cannot bear to touch you. The rest of my time I feel like it doesn't matter if I will ever see you again. It isn't the morality, it's how much you can bear. No date. No name attached.

Sara and I still find a way to talk for hours on the phone, or within the span of ten minutes somehow make it feel like it's been hours. Early in our relationship, when we lived apart for a time, we'd talk every night on the phone.

DID YOU BECOME ADDICTED BECAUSE YOU FELT PAIN?' 'I wish I could say that, Doctor, but no,' says Burroughs. 'I became addicted because I wanted more.

After all, I couldn't name my longing, and yet it was there, always driving me away from the place I stood.

A secret that has been buried too long, eating a hole in me, worms its way to the surface, like a swimmer who can't hold his breath any longer.

I don't know what else to tell you. I often think how different my life would have been - how much happier - if you'd been a part of it. One day.

She looked over a shoulder, a gesture he would never get over, a moment fixed in his mind—the perfection of her skin, the music in her laughter; her eyes brown in places that brown could only dream of reaching. And he knew at that precise moment that he would always yearn for Belita, whether they spent their lives together or if they parted that evening and he never saw her again.

For as long as I can remember, I have felt a vast weight resting on me, a sadness that has always been part of me yet doesn't belong to me.

Children are like time capsules that we shoot into the future, hoping there will still be a world for them to inherit. I don't know if they are chips off the same block, or if one apple has fallen farther from the tree, but what does it matter? They are loved. Longed for. Ours.

Distance makes everything beautiful.