#longing

Longing is like the rosy dawn. After the dawn out comes the sun. Longing is followed by the vision of God. ↗

— Ramakrishna

#comes #dawn #followed #god #like

I'd rather do something than read about it." "That's fine, but if you do it, and then can't think what it means, it's never much of a memory. Life has more to so with memories of the past and longings for the future than it ever does with *right now*." -pg 138-9 ↗

— Dean Hughes

#longing #memory #life

Here You always belonged here. You were theirs, certain as a rock. I’m the one who worries if I fit in with the furniture and the landscape. But I “follow too much the devices and desires of my own heart.” Already the curves in the road are familiar to me, and the mountain in all kinds of light, treating all people the same. and when I come over the hill, I see the house, with its generous and firm proportions, smoke rising gaily from the chimney. I feel my life start up again, like a cutting when it grows the first pale and tentative root hair in a glass of water. ↗

— Jane Kenyon

#home #rebirth #home

I kept it to remind me that although there is evil, there is sometimes beauty and light. You, Jillian. You were always my light. ↗

— Karen Marie Moning

#love #beauty

Captain Fisher, the commander, with a party of young ladies from the city and gentlemen belonging to his ship, came one day to pay me a visit in the midst of a deluge of rain. ↗

— Joshua Slocum

#came #captain #city #commander #day

I love you, he thought, looking at Win. I love every part of you, every thought and word...the entire complex, fascinating bundle of all the things you are. I want you with ten different kinds of need at once. I love all the seasons of you, the way you are now, the thought of how much more beautiful you'll be in the decades to come. I love you for being the answer to every question my heart could ask. And it seemed so easy, once he capitulated. It seemed natural and right. Kev wasn't certain if he was surrendering to Win or to his own passion for her. Only that there was no more holding back. He would take her. And he would give her everything he had, every part of his soul, even the broken pieces. ↗

— Lisa Kleypas

#longing #love #merripen #passion #soulmates

If ever you do go back, what is it you want of Evesham?" "Do I know? [...] The silence, it might be ... or the stillness. To have no more running to do ... to have arrived, and have no more need to run. The appetite changes. Now I think it would be a beautiful thing to be still. ↗

— Ellis Peters

#arrival #attachment #belonging #completion #fullfilment

Vulnerability is the birthplace of love, belonging, joy, courage, empathy, and creativity. It is the source of hope, empathy, accountability, and authenticity. If we want greater clarity in our purpose or deeper and more meaningful spiritual lives, vulnerability is the path. ↗

— Brené Brown

#authenticity #belonging #courage #creativity #empathy

If some longing goes unmet, don't be astonished. We call that Life. ↗

— Anna Freud

#call #goes #life #longing #some

I always found a way to get back to God's most beautiful creation. Since I was a little kid, I've had this profound connection with the love for deep, dark, unmolested woods. I've always had a longing to be in the deep woods or on water. ↗

— Phil Robertson

#longing #beauty