#homesick

When people hear good music, it makes them homesick for something they never had, and never will have. ↗

— E. W. Howe

#good music #had #hear #homesick #makes

A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. ↗

— Robert Frost

#begins #homesickness #lump #poem #sense

You live overseas, you see these exotic places and you want to know about them. But, weirdly, it also made me homesick for all these very prosaic places in America. ↗

— Ken Jennings

#also #america #exotic #homesick #know

Sometimes John had recorded new compositions, or lines from his new poems. Sometimes he'd just record a busy night in The Green Man. Sometimes sheep, seals, skylarks, the wind turbine. If Liam were home there would be some Liam. The summer fair. The Fastnet Race. I would unfold my map of Clear Island. Those tapes prised the lid off homesickness and rattled out the contents, but always at the bottom was solace. ↗

— David Mitchell

#homesickness #solace #business

The hardest novel to write was Dinner at the Homesick Restaurant. ↗

— Anne Tyler

#hardest #homesick #novel #restaurant #write

The great Pioneer Missionaries all had 'inverted homesickness' this passion to call that country their home which was most in need of the Gospel. In this passion all other passions died; before this vision all other visions faded; this call drowned all other voices. They were the pioneers of the Kingdom, the forelopers of God, eager to cross the border-marches and discover new lands or win new-empires. ↗

— Samuel Zwemer

#inverted-homesickness #missionary #missions #home

Maybe you had to leave in order to really miss a place; maybe you had to travel to figure out how beloved your starting point was. ↗

— Jodi Picoult

#travel

Give me the waters of Lethe that numb the heart, if they exist, I will still not have the power to forget you. ↗

— Ovid

#homesickness #longing #love #love

He decided that we suffer from great temporal homesickness for the decade we were born in. ↗

— Thomas Pynchon

#nostalgia #nostalgia

Every time we walk along a beach some ancient urge disturbs us so that we find ourselves shedding shoes and garments or scavenging among seaweed and whitened timbers like the homesick refugees of a long war. ↗

— Loren Eiseley

#among #ancient #beach #disturbs #every