Quotes About Longing

The Night-Apple Last night I dreamed of one I loved for seven long years, but I saw no face, only the familiar presence of the body: sweat skin eyes feces urine sperm saliva all one odor and mortal taste.

Lorsque je dormais loin de vous, Dans un rêve toujours le même, Je vous voyais à mes genoux Me dire chaque nuit : « Je t'aime ! » Maintenant que tu m'appartiens, Dans les bras chaque nuit je rêve Que tu pars, qu'un méchant t'enlève Et que je meurs quand tu reviens

He took a deep breath, as if he were taking the air from my own lungs and swallowing it for himself.

ABSENCE, n. That which makes the heart grow fonder — of absence. Absence of mind is the cerebral condition essential to success in popular preaching. It is sometimes termed lack of sense.

Every moment of every day, she had fought to keep his face out of her mind, and his voice out of her head, had fought not to hear him say, Just relax, luv. It's all right.

Mama stared at me not with sadness, but with pleading. She was thinner than I'd ever allowed myself to notice, looking more like a child than a woman. I wanted to believe she knew what was best for me. I wanted to believe she was like every other mother and that she loved me more than I loved her. I hoped, if I followed her wishes, I would finally make her happy.

What do you want? Love. Well, love gets what she wants one way or another.

There's something uncomfortable about looking at pictures of your parents at a time when they made each other happy.

Homesickness was an adjustment disorder, that was the long and short of it.

The absence of food doesn't make a man forsake hunger-it only makes him hungrier .

Nothing like being wanted, is there? Wanted by someone you want. Always seems like magic, that something can feel so good but cost nothing.

Cuando no se puede tener algo, se quiere. Cuando se tiene, de repente brotan las dudas. Y luego, cuando parece que se puede perder, se descubre que se necesita más que nunca. El

I think I've had quite enough of other people's happiness.

A kiköt?ig ért a házam el?tt tipródó udvarlók sora, és én már nem bírtam a férfias könnyek árját, kénytelen voltam menekülni.

There is no fruit so sweet as the one you cannot taste, eh, my young friend? Eh? Eh?" He waggled his eyebrows in what Jezal felt was a most unsavoury fashion. "I

She wished she had better words. Ones that somehow bound up all he'd been to her. All the things felt but never said. All the holes he'd leave behind. But how can you fit all that in a bit of breath? 'By

It can be a terrible curse for a man to get everything he ever dreamed of. If the shining prizes turn out somehow to be empty baubles, he is left without even his dreams for comfort. All the things that Jezal had thought he wanted—power, fame, the beautiful trappings of greatness—they were nothing but dust. All he wanted now was for things to be as they had been, before he got them. But there was no way back. Not ever.

I miss you,' said Rikke. Said it to both of them. But she wasn't sure whether she missed them, or she missed who she'd been when she was with them.

And we who loved the world must learn the language of absence: days foreshortened, empty rooms, the irrevocable distance between the goodbye and the letting go.

The best days of summer are the days of summer gone.

I can't let them go, those days of summer gone.

Could we possibly be from the place we want to be? Were we from the place we died rather than the place we were born? Are our aspirations our home? Maybe we are from that place to which we're bound, and that's why desire hurts so much, this longing to find a place to rest, to get home. We're not from the past, but the future.

Old age means realizing you will never own all the dogs you wanted to.

You loved me as hard as you knew how. I'd give anything to go back and love you better...