Quotes About Longing

Longing, for everyone, is always there, isn't it? More intense at some times than others. You get closer to less longing - an odd metaphoric phrasing, I realize - then, you are further and longing more than ever again.

There definitely were times, and I think Michael would say the same thing, where I hated him. We were at odds at times. Even when I loathed him, there were still times when I was like, 'God, I wish I was with him.'

The odyssey is not going out and seeing the world: it's about trying to get home. It's home to the woman you love.

The first lover is kept a long while, when no offer is made of a second.

Liverpool followed me for a long time. When I arrived in the offices there, they showed me cassettes of me in the Under-15s. Everyone knew me. I couldn't believe it.

My criteria for what makes a book an official 'favorite,' is based almost entirely on how desperately I don't want the story to end.

I'm oftentimes called away from my family... it's rather hard for me to be away from them. We're very close.

In love addiction that experience of: 'Oh my God, I'm in love... I feel whole, and I feel like I've known this person forever.' That is a feeling that you have to have all the time. You become addicted to it.

I really miss Australia. I miss eating fish n' chips, oh my God, and Australian pies and the wonderful corner shops.

I was hoping I could die of old age in the military, but they wouldnt let me.

I would have liked the old days.

An awful lot of older women do have love affairs or wish they were having love affairs.

I miss my kids, and they miss me. It's very difficult, but I have to do it for my country and fulfill my dreams coming to the 2012 London Olympics.

Home can be the friend you have been searching for all your life or the person you met once very briefly.

I have great, fond memories of Canada. I feel that one day my bones will more than likely end up there.

There has not been one day since I left that I have not thought about Haiti.

An only child, I always wanted a large hug-house.

There is only one thing I want. I would like to be seriously ill, and to hear nothing more about him for at least a week. Why doesn't something happen to me? Why do I have to go through all this? If only I had never set eyes on him!

I've written immense love letters that are supposed to be opened over days at a time.

Fame is always a bit crazy. You spend so long banging on the door trying to get in that when it suddenly opens, it's a very strange feeling.

I did not think I should be ever loved: do you indeed Love me so much as now you say you do? Ask of the sea-bird if it loves the sea, Ask of the roses if they love the rain, Ask of the little lark, that will not sing Till day break, if it loves to see the day: And yet, these are but empty images, Mere shadows of my love, which is a fire So great that all the waters of the main Can not avail to quench it.

Lo! with a little rod I did but touch the honey of romance — And must I lose a soul's inheritance?

I am athirst for thy beauty; I am hungry for thy body; and neither wine nor apples can appease my desire. What shall I do now, Iokanaan? Neither the floods nor the great waters can quench my passion. I was a princess, and thou didst scorn me. I was a virgin, and thou didst take my virginity from me. I was chaste, and thou didst fill my veins with fire . . .

If you are not too long, I will wait here for you all my life.