Quotes About Longing

If you think everybody hates you, then your ignorance is beyond the limit, because there's a loving heart somewhere longing to see your face.

I want you to crave the crisp ocean breezeas much as I do.I want your soul to beas rain-swept as mine.

Recently I keep thinking that this isn't about the survival of a species. It's about why we're never satisfied with what we need, why we always take a bit more.

I want a permanent relationship, and I might feel inclined to reject anything which of its nature could not be permanent.

Tender Ember...Barred and brandedto be forever unlovedI was a tender emberseeking solace from above...

We must be careful not to let our current appetites steal away any chance we might have for a future feast

Waiting is still an occupation. It is having nothing to wait for that is terrible.

Where are you now, my beloved? Do you hear my weeping From beyond the ocean? Do you understand my need? Do you know the greatness of my patience?

He sat up. He smiled. Something heavy and winged took off from his chest.Eleanor hadn't written him a letter, it was a postcard.Just three words long.

How sweet, the presence of Jesus to the longing, harassed soul! It is instant peace, and balm to every wound.

The root of all desires is the one desire: to come home, to be at peace.

If I can't have love, if I can't find peace, / Give me a bitter glory.

Fond as we are of our loved ones, there comes at times during their absence an unexplained peace.

Peace and rest at length have come, All the day's long toil is past; And each heart is whispering, "Home, Home at last!"

Insatiate archer! could not one suffice? Thy shaft flew thrice, and thrice my peace was slain; And thrice, ere thrice yon moon had filled her horn.

The Peace you long for also longs for you.

We all want to go there something awful, but to stand there takes some grace.

Everything smaller than Heaven bores us because only Heaven is bigger than our hearts.

Somewhere out there, beneath the pale moonlight, someone's thinking of me and loving me tonight.

Philosophy is properly home-sickness; the wish to be everywhere at home.

Man is the only animal whose desires increase as they are fed; the only animal that is never satisfied.

Philosophy is really nostalgia, the desire to be at home.

Love delayed is lust augmented.

Hills of forest green where the mountains touch the sky, a dream come true, I'll live there til I die.