#longing

The memory brought back the timbre of her voice and the tickle of her hair on my chin as I put her to bed that night and the feeling of belonging to someone, mattering to someone, having someone whose first smile in the morning was for you. Someone who slipped their hand into yours when they were scared and trusted you to make them feel better. Someone who knew you, the important things about you, and loved you anyway. ↗

— Michele Jaffe

#love #love

J'ai envie de partir, de m'en aller quelque part où je serais vraiment à ma place, où je m'emboîterais... Mais ma place n'est nulle part; je suis de trop. ↗

— Jean-Paul Sartre

#existentialism #men

You make me thirsty, Promethea, my river, you make me eternally thirsty, my water. As if I had spent my life in an old house of dried mud, so dry myself that I could not even thirst, until yesterday. And suddenly yesterday, the dusty floor of my old house burst open and while I was still dozing away my parched existence, drop by drop I heard the music of coolness awaken the thirst under my dry soul. And leaning over the dark shaft of my life, I saw my childhood springs unearthed. Is that always how (by accident) we rediscover Magdalenian riches? ↗

— Hélène Cixous

#childhood #longing #soul #source #thirst

Through creativity, we are seamlessly connected and sustained as we pull back the veil, revealing beneath our differences and distinctive characteristics, human expression and the human experience are universal. It is the greatness of this experience that connects us together by infinite invisible threads strewn across the globe. This is my responsibility, passion and desire as an artist—my soul purpose. ↗

— Brian Bowers

#human-nature #humanity #longing #love #philosophy-of-life

Gwynn, she was always talking about wanting to be drunk and honestly I did want to encourage that, I wanted to go to a bar with her and let all the stuff sobriety pushed down be released so I could catch it in my palms and finally kiss her. She was just so sad. Melancholy was a fleshy wave permanently cresting on her face, she had to speak through it when she talked. ↗

— Michelle Tea

#emotion #longing #love #melancholy #sobriety

Without turning on the light, I went to my bed and lay down, my arm thrown across the mattress, my hand aching because Grace wasn't underneath it ↗

— Maggie Stiefvater

#sam-roth #sam

Be not wishing and pining, but thankfully content.  For it is a short bridge between wanting and regret." - from "Dimpellumpzki ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#contentment #gratefulness #longing #pine #pining

A book is good company. It is full of conversation without loquacity. It comes to your longing with full instruction, but pursues you never. ↗

— Henry Ward Beecher

#comes #company #conversation #full #good

Prayer is not asking. It is a longing of the soul. It is daily admission of one's weakness. It is better in prayer to have a heart without words than words without a heart. ↗

— Mahatma Gandhi

#asking #better #daily #heart #longing

Nature has planted in our minds an insatiable longing to see the truth. ↗

— Marcus Tullius Cicero

#longing #minds #nature #our #planted