Quotes About Longing

He who searches for his beloved is not afraid of the world.

Thus many a melody passed to and fro between the two nightingales, drunk with their passion. Those who heard them listened in delight, and so similar were the two voices that they sounded like a single chant. Born of pain and longing, their song had the power to break the unhappiness of the world.

Para contemplar la belleza de Layla hay que tener los ojos de Majnún.

Posees la llama pero te falta el calor»

Lo que habían intercambiado no era amor; Rob lo sabía. Sin embargo, había sido tan buen sustito del amor

Then close your eyes and tap your heels together three times. And think to yourself, there's no place like home.

It's always hard to remember love - years pass and you say to yourself, Was I really in love, or was I just kidding myself? Was I really in love, or was I just pretending he was the man of my dreams? Was I really in love, or was I just desperate?

I want to talk to her. I want to have lunch with her. I want her to give me a book she just read and loved. She is my phantom limb, and I just can't believe I'm here without her."- on losing her best friend

What will NY152 say today, I wonder. I turn on my computer. I wait impatiently as it connects. I go online, and my breath catches in my chest until I hear three little words: You've got mail. I hear nothing. Not even a sound on the streets of New York, just the beating of my own heart. I have mail. From you.

He loved Thelma, Jonathan said, he had never loved anyone but Thelma, he had loved Thelma for nineteen years and would always love her even though Thelma didn't give a rat's ass about him and never had.

In my sex fantasy, nobody ever loves me for my mind

Love is homesickness

I want to talk to her. I want to have lunch with her. I want her to give me a book she just read and loved. She is my phantom limb, and I can't believe I'm here without her.

love may or may not be homesickness, but homesickness is most definitely love.

You always think that a bolt of lightning is going to strike and your parents will magically change into the people you wish they were, or back into the people they used to be. But they're never going to. And even though you know they're never going to, you still hope they will.

When you want them to die, they never do.

What do you know about life? Bitterness ached in her throat. You were born with everything. You never had to struggle for a single thing you wanted, never had to worry if you'd be accepted or loved or wanted back. He stared at her, grateful for the moment that she couldn't see that he'd spent nearly half of his life worrying that she, the single thing he wanted, would accept him, love him, and want him back.

I wonder if you can understand, I never really knew what it was to want, until you.

I've wanted to be with you when I didn't have the right to.

Caroline Waverly: Sometimes we hurt more for what might have been than for what is.

Love can really screw you up before you figure out how to live with it. And once you do? You wonder how the hell you ever lived without it

It shouldn't make you sad to know you're loved, Grayson. But it did. It made him sad, and panicked, and for just a moment, wishful.

Because you're the one. Because I've never felt for anyone what I feel for you. I want a lifetime with you, Abigail. I want a home with you, family with you. I want to make children with you, raise them with you. If you truly don't want any of that with me, I'll give you the best I've got, and hope you change your mind. I just need you to tell me you don't want it.

He was a wild one as a lad, and there's a look about him that says he could be again. Kathy sighed. I've always had a soft spot for a wild heart in a man. Have you no sweetheart in the States then, Jude? No. She thought briefly of William. Had she ever considered her husband her sweetheart? No one special. If they're not special, what would the point be?