Quotes About Longing

He knows that for all the undeserved bounty of his life, she will always be there, at the edge of his vision, to remind him of all the things he can never have.

When she's next to him, when she rests her hand on his, his whole body aches with something like knowledge for all he has lost, the chances he will never have, to return such a touch, to fall of a horse or eat chinese food or shoot a crossbow (which has always been one of his most dear wishes), to receive a letter in the mail, to be kissed with longing or punched in the jaw.

I have crossed oceans of time to find you.

Oh, why must a man like that be made unhappy when there are lots of girls about who would worship the very ground he trod on?

Yes, there is some one I love, though he has not told me yet that he even loves me.

You yourself never loved; you never love! Yes, I too can love; you yourselves can tell it from the past. Is it not so?

If you could have looked into my heart then when I want to laugh, if you could have done so when the laugh arrived, if you could do so now, when King Laugh have pack up his crown, and all that is to him, for he go far, far away from me, and for a long, long time, maybe you would perhaps pity me the most of all.

I have crossed an ocean of time to find you

Come to me, Arthur. Leave these others and come to me. My arms are hungry for you. Come, and we can rest together. Come, my husband, come!

They looked at each other for a long moment, and in that moment, all was as it used to be. It was as if they had never parted. She did not offer to go into the Darkness with him, and he did not ask her.

sa's smell (the fragrance of a beautiful man) is what I miss the most. […] Like a virus his smell entered me and changed my cells, slowly, over years, until they craved only that smell, which was their oxygen.

Asa's smell (the fragrance of a beautiful man) is what I miss the most. […] Like a virus his smell entered me and changed my cells, slowly, over years, until they craved only that smell, which was their oxygen.

Naj ti bo vše? ali ne, pošiljam ti poljub in ne moreš ga vstaviti, ker v tem trenutku ves prosojen in lahkoten že leti preko oceana.

Vsako srce nosi v svojem najskrivnejšem koti?ku drobtinico vednosti- spominja se kraja, trenutka v katerem je bilo sre?no, in po tistem kraju se mu toži, tja se želi vrniti.

para ponerse en camino, es necesario tener nostalgia de algo. Si le quito la luz a una planta reunirá todas sus fuerzas para lograr encontrarla, las células apicales se estirarán de manera espasmódica para descubrir un resquicio y, una vez alcanzada la meta, la planta será más fuerte porque habiéndose enfrentado con la adversidad, ha logrado superarla.

Existe algo más terrible que un retorno que no logra llevarse a cabo?

3 years, 1 month, 1 week, and 6 days since I'd seen daylight.

I haven't heard a woman say my name in a long time, Theresa. Say my name." She pulled in a hard breath, pretending to be annoyed rather than unsettled and excited by the intimacy. "Very well. Tolly. Better?" "Infinitely." Slowly he ran his fingertips along her cheek, making her shiver. "So many handsome gentlemen courting you, Tess," he whispered, "and yet here you are.

I remember one desolate Sunday night, wondering: Is this how I´m going to spend the rest of my life? Marrid to someone who is perpetually distracted and somewhat wistful, as though a marvelous party is going on in the next room, which but for me he could be attending?

Niki just wanted to be left alone to think about Tom. He

I wanted to meet octopuses who lived in the wild ocean. In the shower, I began to repeat in my head the first words of the Fisherman's Prayer, the words to which John F. Kennedy kept on his desk at the White House: Oh God, Thy sea is so great and my boat is so small....I fervently longed to get out of that boat and enter the Creator's great ocean, if only for an hour at a time, as a breathing, swimming sea creature.

We will never be together. Sweetheart. I am too brittle, hidden, and snappish, and you are too married. You are altogether too married.

Once Flannery found it, she couldn't stop wanting that pleasure, enjoying the sound of her own short breaths in the quiet night air. More. Over. Again. She had to make up for lost years.

We will never be together.