Quotes About Longing

I've been kept from honest employment for a long, long time now. Thank God!

Desire is the first thing a modern dancer should have. Skill can be developed. But if you don't have desire as a modern dancer, forget it.

I was away from my husband for many years when I wasn't with WWE, and that was the hardest thing.

Love is the one thing everyone is looking for, and death is the one thing everyone's running from.

Now the only thing I miss about sex is the cigarette afterward. Next to the first one in the morning, it's the best one of all. It tasted so good that even if I had been frigid I would have pretended otherwise just to be able to smoke it.

I love hot dogs. That's the only thing I can't get rid of.

You know, Saint Augustine said our hearts are restless 'til they rest in thee. And I had a restlessness in my heart. Something just wasn't quite right.

I long for real and true connection. It has been the theme of all the songs in my whole life.

His idea of the perfect life, the best he could have in the universe, was sitting right next to him. So close, yet so far out of his reach.

Now that he'd seen her, he knew what he'd long suspected. He was far from over her. *

I missed you," she said. "I thought you wouldn't make the effort. Just for me." "Just for you? For God's sake, I'm in love with you!" "That's what I hoped. But then you grew so distant. I didn't know if you were in some kind of pout, or you were letting go of me." "I'll be honest—I didn't want you to leave. It took you no time to spoil me, Muriel.

I miss you so much it scares the hell out of me.

this now? "I miss my mother,

He'd held Brie's hand for a long time that day, and she hadn't pulled it away. It was the first time he'd realized he was taken with her. A crush. At thirty-seven, he felt it was an old man's crush, but damned if it didn't feel awfully like a sixteen-year-old's. When

His hand came up to cradle her jaw, his fingers reaching into her short hair. "Before we do that, let's just talk about it." "What do you want from me, Sean?" He moved still closer, leaning down, his mouth just barely above hers. "I want you, Franci. I shouldn't have let you get away." Tears

He opened the door and saw the Jeep. She stood in front of it, leaning against the hood, arms crossed over her chest, getting wet in the freezing drizzle. His heart lurched. Almost three weeks since he'd seen her and his feelings hadn't given him a break. He still wanted her so bad it hurt. "You

When she walked him out to his truck, she held his hand for a few minutes. The girl moved really slowly, and he liked that. One of these days he was going to get his arms around her, kiss her. She had to be about the prettiest girl at school. Maybe the world. He'd

They shared a hotel room while in Los Angeles—two queens. Preacher in one bed, Paige and her son in the other. Lying in the same room with her was both blissful and painful. He would hear every soft noise, every little snuffle in the bed, and wonder what it might be like to lie beside her, bring her against him. When he would shower after her in the morning, he'd get heady from the smells of her soap, shampoo and lotion. *

Brie, I'm sorry. I can't," he whispered. "Can't?" "I can't kiss you like this. You tempt me. And you're not ready to be with a tempted man. I have to take you home." She

In the morning when she woke, he had gone. He left a note. "Sweetheart. Selling wood, plowing some roads. I won't be too long. Ian." "Sweetheart," she whispered to herself. She folded it in half and quarters and found a safe place in her wallet to preserve it. Forever.

What had he done to her? And why was he kidding himself? He'd never stop loving her. He

I haven't felt this way in such a long time, I barely recall how it's supposed to feel. Ellie has a lot of doubts—about me, about everyone I hope to welcome into a church losing all respect for me when they find out I'm in love with her…." "Obviously

A couple of months ago it never occurred to me I'd have feelings for him. I mean, these kind of feelings. I thought of him as my ballast, my rock. And then slowly, he started to mean more to me than that. Since he left… I miss him so much. And not just because he was a supportive friend.

Mike stepped up his phone calls to Brie to almost every day and it reminded him of how he'd fallen in love when he was a boy.