825 Quotes About Longing

Frank is a ghost that is permanently waiting, if not directly in her eyeline, then just on the periphery. Not that she has ever told anyone. Why would she? He is her skin and bone, he is her secret. He always was.

I may not know quite what you are, but I know what you are not…You are not the kind who leaves my mind and is easily forgot.

He wanted Jack's clawlike fingers back on the nape of his neck. He wanted it to hurt so he could still feel it later. He wanted it so bad he could hardly breathe.

She wished she could explore his body and inspect him. Learn him and memorize him. That way she'd know what to miss when he was gone. Sam was heartbreakingly, hauntingly beautiful. It made her heart hurt. This couldn't end well.

You don't need to belong to one another in order to love one another.

We are not meant to be in this country. We did not want to come. We were forced to flee or die. Americans perceive desperate brown masses swarming at their golden shores, wildly inventing claims of persecution for the opportunity to flourish in this prosperous land. The view from beneath the bridge is somewhat different: reluctant refugees with an aching love of their forsaken homeland, of a homeland that has forsaken them, refugees who desire nothing more than to be home again.

What if my body—just my body, my heart—cried out for his? What to do then?What if at night I wouldn't be able to live with myself unless I had him by me, inside me? What then?

The way a love letter longs to be read I long for you. The way the poor Kane longs for his sled I long for you. The way the moon longs for the dark of night I long for you. The way a nestling bird longs for flight I long for you. I am blessed and I am cursed. I have waited for so long. I need you to come to me. And remind me of who I was once.

The way I must enterleads through darkness to darkness-O moon above the mountain's rim,please shine a little furtheron my path,