Quotes About Longing

Oh could I feel as I have felt,-or be what I have been, Or weep as I could once have wept, o'er many a vanish'd scene; As springs in deserts found seem sweet, all brackish though they be, So midst the wither'd waste of life, those tears would flow to me.

And yet, my girl, we weep in vain, In vain our fate in sighs deplore; Remembrance only can remain, But that, will make us weep the more.

So we'll go no more a-roving so late into the night, Though the heart be still as loving, and the moon be still as bright.

...Lovers are Like walking ghosts, they always haunt the spot Of their misdeeds.

Oft in the tranquil hour of night, When stars illume the sky, I gaze upon each orb of light, And wish that thou wert by.

Thou art gone from my gaze like a beautiful dream, And I seek thee in vain by the meadow and stream.

Philosophy is really homesickness.

When I can no more stir my soul to move, and life is but the ashes of a fire; when I can but remember that my heart once used to live and love, long and aspire- O, be thou then the first, the one thou art; be thou the calling, before all answering love, and in me wake hope, fear, boundless desire.

I went through a long period where I was afraid of doing things I wanted to do, and you get your courage back, which is what's important.

Stupid cupid keeps on calling me, but I see nothing in his eyes. I miss my babe

The trouble with eating Italian food is that five or six days later, you're hungry again.

He still has the same way of calling to me, as if I'm still new to him, as if he has yet to get over me.

I only know she was the only thing I ever wanted. Someone took her away from me and Seven Kingdoms couldn't fill the hole she left behind.

I want to weep, she thought. I want to be comforted. I'm so tired of being strong. I want to be foolish and frightened for once. Just for a small while, that's all....a day.....an hour.

I loved a maid as white as winter, with moonglow in her hair.

I crossed a thousand leagues to come to you, and lost the best part of me along the way. Don't tell me to leave.

When the sun rises in the west and sets in the east," she said sadly. "When the seas go dry and mountains blow in the wind like leaves. When my womb quickens again, and I bear a living child. Then you will return, my sun-and-stars, and not before." -Daenerys Targaryen

I take no joy in mead nor meat, and song and laughter have become suspicious strangers to me. I am a creature of grief and dust and bitter longings. There is an empty place within me where my heart was once.

We all dream of things we cannot have.

Aemon's blind white eyes came open. "Egg?" he said, as the rain streamed down his cheeks. "Egg, I dreamed that I was old.

I am become a sour woman, Catelyn thought. I take no joy in mead nor meat, and song and laughter have become suspicious strangers to me. I am a creature of grief and dust and bitter longings. There is an empty place within me where my heart was once.

Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends.

I have a hole where my heart should be, she thought, and nowhere else to go.

All Daenerys wanted back was the big house with the red door, the lemon tree outside her window, the childhood she had never known.