Quotes About Longing

Each of us has a God-shaped space within us. Only God can fill that space. But we run ourselves ragged trying to find things other than God to fill it with.

My mother once told me she thought hell would be nothing more than being given a glimpse of God--then having it taken away, forever.

God, I wish you could have been there.

God, I miss you," he said in a voice that cracked. "Every night. Every day.

Redemption, transformation--God how she wanted these things. Every day, every minute. Didn't everyone?

Oh God, how do the world and heavens confine themselves, when our hearts tremble in their own barriers!

God knows how ardently I wish I had ten lives.

Anything less then God, ever me wanteth.

If we find ourselves with a desire that nothing in this world can satisfy, the most probable explanation is that we were made for another world.

Once you have seen his face you will forever long to see it again.

As much as you long for it, it longs for you more. Take one step toward the Big Person and it will take a hundred steps toward you.

Some are like the Moon, good looking, but only when they're away from you.

We all have hometown appetites. Every other person is a bundle of longing for the simplicities of good taste once enjoyed on the farm or in the hometown left behind.

It seems to me we can never give up longing and wishing while we are thoroughly alive. There are certain things we feel to be beautiful and good, and we must hunger after them.

When people hear good music, it makes them homesick for something they never had, and never will have.

Fishermen, no matter what supreme good fortune befalls them, cannot ever be absolutely satisfied. It is a fundamental weakness of intellect.

Nostalgia is a file that removes the rough edges from the good old days.

Those sweet lips. My, oh my, I could kiss those lips all night long. Good things come to those who wait.

And yet women-good women--frightened me because they eventually wanted your soul, and what was left of mine, I wanted to keep.

Seth told us good night and left. I watched him go wistfully. "Anyone else here feel like swooning?

Working away from my husband for long periods is good and bad. It stops us taking each other for granted and gives us space, but I miss him terribly.

As many of you know I travel a good bit and do not get to see my friends and family as much as I would like.

Whenever I see Tom [ Cavanagh] - we're good friends - we just mourn that we didn't get a longer shot.

Oh, give me back the good old days of fifty years ago," has been the cry ever since Adam's fifty-first birthday.