Quotes About Longing

I actually remember feeling delight, at two o'clock in the morning, when the baby woke for his feed, because I so longed to have another look at him.

I let him go, without a word about any other meeting, though he was the one thing I wanted to keep: I wanted him in my bed all night, asleep on my pillow, and I might have had him, but I said nothing.

I look back now with some anguish to each touch and glance, to every changing conjunction of limbs and heads and hands. I have lived it over every day for so long now that I am in danger of forgetting the true shape of how it was, because each time I go over it I wish that I had given a little more here or there, or at the very least said what was in my heart, so that he could have known how much it meant to me. But I was incapable, even when happy, of exposing myself thus far.

My deepest hunger was my longing for connectedness and friendship.

The same is true for God, and I long to experience that depth of love in my relationship with Christ.

seek for that one person who can love us as we all long to be loved.

Longing hearts could only stand so much longing.

If he's forgotten me, I'll make him remember me. I'll make him want me again.

The whole world can't lick us but we can lick ourselves by longing too hard for things we haven't got any more - and by remembering too much.

It had been so long since she had seen him and she had lived on memories until they were worn thin.

I love you...I've always loved you. I've never loved anybody else. I just married Charlie to - to try to hurt you. Oh, Ashley, I love you so much I'd walk every step of the way to Virginia just to be near you! And I'd cook for you and polish your boots and groom your horse - Ashley, say you love me! I'll live on it for the rest of my life!

He was so tender, so infinitely soothing, she longed to stay in his arms forever. With such strong arms about her, surely nothing could harm her.

I want you more than I have ever wanted any woman—and I've waited longer for you than I've ever waited for any woman.

Oh, Scarlett, you are so young you wring my heart.

Better to be tormented with memories of Ashley than Charleston accents.

I can't let him go. I can't. There must be some way to bring him back. Oh, I can't think about this now! I'll go crazy if I do! I'll think about it tomorrow. But I must think about it. I must think about it. What is there to do? What is there that matters? Tara! Home. I'll go home. And I'll think of some way to get him back. After all... tomorrow is another day!

Beloved," she whispered, "I am coming home to you.

Dearest one, do you remember When we last did meet?

The whole world can't lick us but we can lick ourselves by longing too hard for things we haven't got any more—and by remembering too much.

She is the only dream I ever had that lived and breathed and did not die in the face of reality.

Longing hearts could only stand so much of longing.

Há uma penalidade sempre ligada às coisas que mais desejamos. É o isolamento. pg 637

it came to him that Tara, dear though it was, and the County folk, with their open hearts and open houses, were not enough. He wanted a wife.

Food! Food! Why did the stomach have a longer memory than the mind? Scarlett could banish heartbreak but not hunger and each morning as she lay half asleep, before memory brought back to her mind war and hunger, she curled drowsily expecting the sweet smells of bacon frying and rolls baking. And each morning she sniffed so hard to really smell the food she woke herself up.