“As I tried to doze, the incident on the piazzetta, lost somewhere amid the Piave war memorial and our ride up the… — André Aciman Copy Share Image
He knew that all things human are transitory and therefore that it must cease one day or another. He looked forward to… — W. Somerset Maugham Copy Share Image
But in spite of my great desire for intimacy, I've always been a loner. Perhaps when the longing for connection is as… — Elizabeth Berg Copy Share Image
“The longing in the heart of a woman to share life together as a great adventure– that comes straight from God, who… — Stasi Eldredge Copy Share Image
“Can you imagine being royalty but being treated like a servant? Can you imagine being the daughter of the true king but… — Stasi Eldredge Copy Share Image
“You died here," I said quietly. "October -" "I wasn't here, and the girl I'm supposed to be finding was, and you… — Seanan McGuire Copy Share Image
“She goes on with her beautiful hair and mouth like before, I go on like before, alone in the field. It’s like… — Alberto Caeiro Copy Share Image
“...we hunger for other worlds. We long to go beyond the streets we know, beyond our familiar woods and fields, and into… — Sarah Arthur Copy Share Image
“I thought once how Theocritus had sung Of the sweet years, the dear and wished-for years, Who each one in a gracious… — Elizabeth Barrett Browning Copy Share Image
“You are entitled to feel all the bitterness and hatred you were taught. You are entitled to carry with you the pain… — Tracie Peterson Copy Share Image
There were profound reasons for his attachment to the sea: he loved it because as a hardworking artist he needed rest, needed… — Thomas Mann Copy Share Image
I have not lost my fascination with death. I have not become a noticeably less intense person. I have not, nor will… — Marya Hornbacher Copy Share Image
nostalgia, underlying cosmological explanation for Weak but detectable interaction between two neighboring universes that are otherwise not causally connected. Manifests itself in… — Charles Yu Copy Share Image
There is a tremendous desire and longing for love, but love needs great awareness. Only then can it reach its highest climax… — Rajneesh Copy Share Image
“I have a longing for life, and I go on living in spite of logic. Though I may not believe in the… — Fyodor Dostoyevsky Copy Share Image
“And now I lost my last treasure: the dreaming. For nothing in the dreams took the place of the human warmth I… — Anaïs Nin Copy Share Image
Style begins with the people passing through one’s life, the harbingers we push against and the stylemakers we want to clone. Some… — Carol Edgarian Copy Share Image
“For Blitz, meanwhile, an almost tragic dilemma had begun. As time passed, he and Giuseppe understood each other better and better, conversing… — Elsa Morante Copy Share Image
When the soul betrays itself and loses the blessed and longed-for fervor, let it carefully investigate the reason for losing it. And… — John Climacus Copy Share Image
Sexual desire may burn like fire, but when you give a thought to when you are ill, then your excitement dies down.… — Zicheng Hong Copy Share Image
Flowers, cold from the dew, And autumn's approaching breath, I pluck for the warm, luxuriant braids, Which haven't faded yet. In their… — Anna Akhmatova Copy Share Image
Novels institutionalize the ruse of eros. It becomes a narrative texture of sustained incongruence, emotional and cognitive. It permits the reader to… — Anne Carson Copy Share Image
“What does this mean, then – I’m afraid? Scared of physical intimacy? No. I crave it, I dream about it. But for… — Tabitha Suzuma Copy Share Image
She knew that what she was going through was nothing special, just garden-variety heartbreak, the sort of thing that poets and novelists… — Sarah Dunn Copy Share Image
I wanted to experience both. I wanted worldly enjoyment and divine transcendence. I wanted what the Greeks called kalos kai agathos, the… — Elizabeth Gilbert Copy Share Image
“The flowers that I left in the ground, that I did not gather for you, today I bring them all back, to… — Leonard Cohen Copy Share Image
“Shall the water not remember Ember my hand’s slow gesture, tracing above of its mirror my half-imaginary airy portrait? My only belonging… — Fred Chappell Copy Share Image
It is our genetic nature as a species to believe as young children that our parents and elders are right. We watch… — Jean Liedloff Copy Share Image
A sudden light transfigures a trivial thing, a weather-vane, a windmill, a winnowing flail, the dust in the barn door; a moment… — Walter Pater Copy Share Image
She couldn’t read his expression. As he started toward her, she recalled the way he’d seemed to glide through the sand the… — Nicholas Sparks Copy Share Image
“There were times when I would forget her, though they were rare, and it would be for a time as though she… — Alfred Hayes Copy Share Image
“yet he felt the contrast between the well-filled, well-lighted shops and the dim gloomy cellar, and it made him moody that such… — Elizabeth Gaskell Copy Share Image
In the short stories - if I can make a very lumpy contrast - in the short stories I feel like the… — Charles D'Ambrosio Copy Share Image
“Don't say that. I cherish every moment i've had with you. Every single one, okay? Even when we fight. Don't wish it… — Kahlen Aymes Copy Share Image
“But I have one want which I have never yet been able to satisfy; and the absence of the object of which… — Mary Shelley Copy Share Image
O thou with dewy locks, who lookest down Thro' the clear windows of the morning, turn Thine angel eyes upon our western… — William Blake Copy Share Image
Youth is the season of tragedy and despair. Youth is the time when one's whole life is entangled in a web of… — Ellen Glasgow Copy Share Image
It makes utter sense to stay healthy and strong, to be as nourishing to the body as possible. Yet I would have… — Clarissa Pinkola Estes Copy Share Image
He found that he had this sudden desperate longing for the fuming, smoky streets of Ankh-Morpork, which was always at its best… — Terry Pratchett Copy Share Image
Longing A broken heart, angry words, lies meant to harm. Longing to feel the love of days gone by instead of the… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
