#longing

I wanted a heaven. And I grew up striving for that world-- an eternal world- that would wash away my temporary misery. ↗

— Craig Thompson

#insightful #longing #insight

To crave and to have are as like as a thing and its shadow. For when does a berry break upon the tongue as sweetly as when one longs to taste it, and when is the taste refracted into so many hues and savors of ripeness and earth, and when do our senses know any thing so utterly as when we lack it? And here again is a foreshadowing -- the world will be made whole. For to wish for a hand on one's hair is all but to feel it. So whatever we may lose, very craving gives it back to us again. ↗

— Marilynne Robinson

#craving #foreshadowing #lack #longing #loss

The feelings that hurt most, the emotions that sting most, are those that are absurd - The longing for impossible things, precisely because they are impossible; nostalgia for what never was; the desire for what could have been; regret over not being someone else; dissatisfaction with the world’s existence. All these half-tones of the soul’s consciousness create in us a painful landscape, an eternal sunset of what we are. ↗

— Fernando Pessoa

#longing #pain #regret #yearning #consciousness

There's so many different worlds, so many different suns. And we have just one world, but we live in different ones. ↗

— Mark Knopfler

#longing-for-peace #war #worlds #diversity

It's weird to feel like you miss someone you're not even sure you know. ↗

— David Foster Wallace

#longing #weird

The sea always filled her with longing, though for what she was never sure. ↗

— Cornelia Funke

#sea #sea

Do you know what the mathematical expression is for longing? ... The negative numbers. The formalization of the feeling that you are missing something. ↗

— Peter Høeg

#longing #mathematics #missing #negative-numbers #mathematics

We are homesick most for the places we have never known. ↗

— Carson McCullers

#nostalgia #nostalgia

But I also knew that if he turned away from me at this moment, somehow I would survive that, and I would find a way to flourish like the yard that still bloomed and grew around my family home. I'm Sookie Stackhouse. I belong here. ↗

— Charlaine Harris

#flourishing #survival #surviving #family

And in fact the artist's experience lies so unbelievably close to the sexual, to its pain and its pleasure, that the two phenomena are really just different forms of one and the same longing and bliss. And if instead of "heat" one could say "sex";- sex in the great, pure sense of the word, free of any sin attached to it by the Church, - then his art would be very great and infinitely important. His poetic power is great and as strong as a primal instinct; it has its own relentless rhythms in itself and explodes from him like a volcano. ↗

— Rainer Maria Rilke

#artist #bliss #longing #sex #art