Quotes about Longing

Oh that it were possible, After long grief and pain, To find the arms of my true love, Around me once again

If I had a rose for every time I thought of you, I'd walk through a garden forever.

As the ocean is never full of water, so is the heart never full of love.

Twice or thrice had I loved thee, Before I knew thy face or name.

It was cold, and he was coughing. A fine cold draught blew over the knoll. He thought of the woman. Now he would have given all he had or ever might have to hold her warm in his arms, both of them wrapped in one blanket, and sleep. All hopes of eternity and all gain from the past he would have given to have her there, to be wrapped warm with him in one blanket, and sleep, only sleep. It seemed the sleep with the woman in his arms was the only necessity.

Do you think it all meant nothing, all the longing? The longing for home? For indeed it now feels not like going, but like going back. All my life the god of the Mountain has been wooing me. Oh, look up once at least before the end and wish me joy. I am going to my lover. Do you not see now?

In every living thing there is the desire for love.

The hardest thing to do is watch the one you love, love someone else.

Absences are a good influence in love and keep it bright and delicate.

If I had a flower for every time I thought of you, I could walk in my garden forever.

Losing them leaves this gaping hole in your life and nothing can fill it." He shook his head. "it's a loss you live with forever. I forget how much it hurts, sometimes for days at a time. And then it'll hit me again.

He hoped she was gazing into the future that included him. A shiver rushed down his spine, and he wasn't sure if it was longing or fear. Truth be told, it was a little of both.