#yearning

I seldom think about my limitations, and they never make me sad. Perhaps there is just a touch of yearning at times; but it is vague, like a breeze among flowers. ↗

— Helen Keller

#among #breeze #flowers #i #just

Even as a child I had a strong relationship with yearning and desire. And loss. Those things spoke to me. ↗

— Nicole Kidman

#desire #even #had #i #loss

Where does discontent start? You are warm enough, but you shiver. You are fed, yet hunger gnaws you. You have been loved, but your yearning wanders in new fields. And to prod all these there's time, the Bastard Time. ↗

— John Steinbeck

#discontent #does #enough #fed #fields

I know not what you believe of God, but I believe He gave yearnings and longings to be filled, and that He did not mean all our time should be devoted to feeding and clothing the body. ↗

— Lucy Stone

#body #clothing #devoted #did #feeding

I don’t know what’s in the box, but I love it. Unopened gifts contain hope.
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— Jarod Kintz

#hope #hopeful #hoping #imagination #imagine

I want your most vital organ. I want it to be mine. ↗

— Coco J. Ginger

#heart #jamie-weise #love #love-story #lovers

The simple lack of her is more to me than others' presence. ↗

— Edward Thomas

#yearning #love

My heart only ever had one thought, one want. One need. Despite all, in spite of all...All my heart has ever wanted is you. ↗

— Stephanie Laurens

#dream #longing #love #need #romance

Life shows us all colours, some bright and some shades of grey, Some accept with a smile, while some frown in every way Thoughts and memories never end but life does one day. Whole age passes by in wait of that old time to return, But those old days once gone, will never come back again, Rather we can just cherish them in the memories that burn, In the back of our mind and make us remember, How we used to be so crazy, In those old days… ↗

— Mehek Bassi

#breakups #destiny #expectations #fate #forget

Oh Moon, sweet, sweet Moon, I want to be naked on you. I want to be like a flower growing on your surface, unique and mysterious, at home in the wonder of you, as if my naked body would be something growing out of your soil, something precious, a lovely gift on your landscape. ↗

— James Lusarde

#mystery #wonder #yearning #home