Longing Quotes

My mind is being consumed by you.My body is longing for you. Just one touch or a kiss, And I shall be satiated for a thousand years.

An artistic person taps into the destructive emotional energy of guilt and shame and the longing to love and be loveable and transforms these powerful emotions into a creative force.

Poetry is a storm asking peace to dance with her.

You are the Poem I dreamed of writing, the Masterpiece I longed to paint. You are the shining Star I reached for in my ever hopeful quest for life fulfilled. Yes, I am Blessed.

Those who seek eternity find a mind of infinity

Oh my dear! I think about you always and miss you forever.

You are not a human being living your life, but you are a spiritual being longing for life.

Longing for love makes a woman beautiful and beloved.

When I am longing for love, every rose is the expression of my soul.

If you think of the moon as already used, it’s not as difficult to take in, because then it’s just like you, Traveled the world like you, Seen the globe like you, But, it’s still bright.

...the waiting was torture, the worst Ka had ever known. It was this pain, this deadly wait, he now remembered, that had made him afraid to fall in love.

No matter how great the love, the pain, the sadness, the power of a heart, no one can recreate the sea. Nowhere else.

I understood it in my bones. Longing made the music bigger.

And the heart has become so tired, and the longing so vast.

I reside in an abode where your thoughts imagine me... You reside in my heart where the auricles camouflage my longing...

I know that touching you will be understanding my fingers for the first time.

We were both smiling, in that bittersweet way one does when imagining something the heart longs for and the head would dread.

I wish to stay drenchedforeverin those rain-blue eyesin those...soul-reaching crystalsnot moving a musclenor breathingjustsavoringthis turquoise acheagainst my heart.

this heart yearns...for the salt of unsmelt airunswept thunderstorms...unknown adventures.

There is a song in your heart, only you can hear it. In silence, that is the song of longing and love.

He gazed into eyes the color of a summer morning sky and sighed. It felt as if his soul had just come home.

The Decision...I wiped my hands on my pinaforenow sullied and stainednot crisp or pressedas it had been before...

Gratitude is the best food to start and sustain you. Hankering creates hunger, unhappiness, bellyache, headache and heartache - and often leaves a bitter taste

You know what, your imagination works faster than your mind.

This pursuit of unavailable distant people has oedipal roots.… fearing the consequences, they make certain that they fail at the attempt.”―Distancing, Kantor (p.115)

I’d like to have enough time and quietTo think about absolutely nothing, To not ever feel myself living, To only know myself in others’ eyes, reflected.

She wished for a moment that they were all children again. It still seemed extraordinary to her, that everything had turned out the way it had.

What men classify as living is often but the discontentment of making oneself itch just to enjoy the scratch.

..and when he let her go, it was as if she had been filled and didn't realize it until he pulled away and the absence rushed back in.

I go backwards and forwards, recapturing the past, wondering about the future—and, most unreasonably, I find myself longing for the past more than for the future.

She made him yearn for a future his kind could never have, and a connection he sure as hell didn’t deserve.

The great systems that inform the world about the truth and life invariably claim to be absolutely truthful and well-balanced. In reality they are quaking bridges built out of yearning.

How strange and ironic it is- all the words i long to sayare lost in words.

I sleep and sleep and sleep, yet I still have an unquenchable thirst for it.

I am helpless as the sea at the end of her string. I am restless. Restless and useless. I, too, create corpses.

I didn't have that kind of friendship, the forever kind of friendship that will last your whole life through, no matter what.

Where were you when I undressed and told the tales of my day?Where were youwhenI was silent with God in prandial pray?Where were youwhen I recited love poems as I lay?Where were you?

The very people you trusted most could become like strangers in their longing...

She was sure no one had ever been more in love than they were in those weeks, consumed by such longing, wanting to just be alive beside each other.

Because one look into his eyes, and she was drowning in what existed there and didn’t want to surface.

You kissed me once and now you feel as if you’ve got some special kind of licence to do it whenever you want?

You think embracing the longing while waiting for the right man is impossible? Well obviously you didn't get the memo.

The gilded spiralOf longings within.Our very own cathedralThat points persistently to heaven.

Don't let's ask for the moon! We have the stars!

I do not want to eat or drink, or i will lose the taste of you in my mouth

had almost forgotten the wet brush of your kisses… soft as April snowflakes

She was a music I no longer heard, that rang in my mind, itself and nothing else, lost to all sense, but not perished, not perished.

You're gone and you left me. My heart has dissipated. The only thing I can feel is the blood rushing through my veins and the strings that hold my fragile heart together.

You can love someone so much… But you can never love someone as much as you miss them.

You just know something is amiss, when you look at someone and long for something that is not yours or you cannot have. It's an absence--a loss of a heartbeat.