#longing

Perhaps home is not a place but simply an irrevocable condition. ↗

— James Baldwin

#attachment #belonging #comfort #completion #fulfillment

you still do love her & not me, not ever. You're just lonely and looking for someone to share it with. It hurts to realize that I'm not lonely like you, I still have my family with me, my friends are all over me and I have myself to know that I am loved and thought of by people who truly loves me no matter how strange I can become but still makes you my top of the list person I long to be with. It's crazy feeling to miss your touch, your smell, your breath, your body, your power over me while I keep myself all ready for you and not dare others who longs for what I long from you to touch me! ↗

— verloren

#unrequited-love #family

Mika: Were you happy? Hiro: I was so happy. ↗

— Ibuki Haneda

#realization #sorrow #truth #love

What had survived - maybe all that had survived of Trism - was Liir's sense of him. A catalog of impressions that arose from time to time, unbidden and often upsetting. From the sandy smell of his sandy hair to the locked grip of his muscles as they had wrestled in sensuous aggression - unwelcome nostalgia. Trism lived in Liir's heart like a full suit of clothes in a wardrobe, dress habillards maybe, hollow and real at once. The involuntary memory of the best of Trism's glinting virtues sometimes kicked up unquietable spasms of longing. ↗

— Gregory Maguire

#longing #lost-love #love #wicked #love

It isnt for want of something to say-- something to tell you-- something you should know-- but to detain you-- keep you from going-- feeling myself here as long as you are-- as long as you are ↗

— Cid Corman

#love #want #love

But why, she thought wryly, did a man seem more attractive as he became less available? How humbling to think one had so much in common with a cow stretching its neck through a gate for better grass. ↗

— Mary Jo Putney

#love #love

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

While a common reaction to seeing a thing of beauty is to want to buy it, our real desire may be not so much to own what we find beautiful as to lay permanent claim to the inner qualities it embodies. Owning such an object may help us realise our ambition of absorbing the virtues to which it alludes, but we ought not to presume that those virtues will automatically or effortlessly begin to rub off on us through tenure. Endeavouring to purchase something we think beautiful may in fact be the most unimaginative way of dealing with the longing it excites in us, just as trying to sleep with someone may be the bluntest response to a feeling of love. What we seek, at the deepest level, is inwardly to resemble, rather than physically possess, the objects and places that touch us through their beauty. ↗

— Alain de Botton

#longing #architecture

She'd been in love with the man, and love is a scary thing. If not reciprocated, it can turn a person into a monster. ↗

— Michele Young-Stone

#loneliness #longing #loveless #love

...I couldn't let go of the thought that it had, in fact, been he, restless and moody Heathcliff. Day after day, he floated through all the Wal-Marts in America, searching for me in a million lonely aisles. ↗

— Marisha Pessl

#heathcliff #longing #wal-mart #wuthering-heights #love