Quotes About Longing

How mysterious it is, to be in love. For you can be in love with one who knows nothing of you. Perhpas our greatest happinesses spring from such longings-being in love with one who is oblivious of you.

The person you love best, you share the world with. When that person's gone the world remains but it isn't the same thing, it's at a distance.

Time is the enemy of lovers. Worse even than the frank light of day.

Because I am in love. Love is a slow bleed.

NO KISS FORGOTTEN; it resides in the memory as in the flesh, and so Katya many times felt the press of Marcus Kidder's warm mouth on hers in the days and especially in the nights following. And her heartbeat quickened in protest: How could you! Kiss him! That old man! Kiss him! Let him put his arms around you ad kiss you and kiss him back! The old man's mouth and Katya Spivak's mouth! How could you.

The things that link us deepest, we can't feel. Except if they're taken from us.

Eventually I gave up making cards. There was such childish hope in these cards, I began to feel pitiful even to myself like a dog whose tail is thump-thump-thumping long after everyone has abandoned him.

If Hannah knew where he was! – frankly eyeing a hatcheck girl his faughter Geraldine's age, noting her legs in black patterned stockings, her feet in black stiletto-heeled shoes, feeling the first dim stirrings of desire so faint and so sad it was like hearing a telephone ringing and ringing in a distant room you couldn't hope to get to and if you did the call wouldn't be for you.

She wanted a relationship that seemed already mature, if not old and settled, at the start. Newness and rawness did not appeal to her.

She wasn't in love but she would love him, if that would save her. She'd never loved any man, she was a good girl but she would love that man if it would save her.

My crappy-kid's life. It was mostly a shitty life wasn't it, OK but I miss it.

inside me like a hole that can never be filled and there was Mira Roche

yearning self? Yearning to purify himself at last, after

you've glanced at me, and through me, dear Dr. K——, upon more than one recent occasion, no more recognizing your Angel than you would have recognized a plate heaped with food you'd devoured twenty-three years ago with a zestful appetite

The curse of the female, to so badly need love.

I told you Clara, I don't stay in one place long. And nobody comes with me. I don't marry none of them either. Erase me from your head because you're just not the one kid. Not just that you're young, which you are, but what I want is a voice. A way a woman talks to me, says things to me I don't know and am astonished to hear and I'll know her as soon as I hear her.

All your life, you yearn to return to what has been. You yearn to return to those you have lost. You will do terrible things to return, which no one else can understand.

Like a memory of having been poisoned by something you'd eaten, barely managed to survive—and yet here is the food again, and you are hungry.

No doubt Richard's father, like my mother, had once held his infant son in his arms, looked into the eyes of his child's mother, and believed they would move into the future together with love. The fact that they didn't was a weight each of us carried, as every child does, probably, whose parents no longer live under the same roof. Wherever it is you make your home, there is always this other place, this other person, calling to you. Come to me. Come back.

Many people want guidance from God, but they don't want to lay aside other things in order to hear His voice. But David narrowed down everything he wanted to just one thing—more of God all the days of his life. I believe the only thing that truly satisfies the longing within us is to know God more intimately today than we did yesterday.

Those who seek, crave, and long to see God will find Him and will enjoy His everlasting fruit of peace that passes all understanding (see Philippians 4:7 KJV).

The only thing that truly satisfies the longing within is to know God more intimately today than we did yesterday.

511I love you. And I'm going to keep loving you even after you don't know I exist.

the nostalgia for things that weren't yet lost.