#longing

There is a space between man's imagination and man's attainment that may only be traversed by his longing. ↗

— Kahlil Gibran

#imagination

Love Jo all your days, if you choose, but don't let it spoil you, for it's wicked to throw away so many good gifts because you can't have the one you want. ↗

— Louisa May Alcott

#jo-march #longing #lost-love #love #spoil

Some of us aren't meant to belong. Some of us have to turn the world upside down and shake the hell out of it until we make our own place in it. ↗

— Elizabeth Lowell

#life-journey #outsider #life

I have learned that if you must leave a place that you have lived in and loved and where all your yesteryears are buried deep, leave it any way except a slow way, leave it the fastest way you can. Never turn back and never believe that an hour you remember is a better hour because it is dead. Passed years seem safe ones, vanquished ones, while the future lives in a cloud, formidable from a distance. ↗

— Beryl Markham

#attachment #belonging #future #home #homelessness

I didn't belong as a kid, and that always bothered me. If only I'd known that one day my differentness would be an asset, then my early life would have been much easier. ↗

— Bette Midler

#life

There is no ownership. There is only stewardship. ↗

— LeeAnn Taylor

#belonging #earth #humanity #life #man

We all have an old knot in the heart we wish to untie. ↗

— Michael Ondaatje

#loss #love #memory #love

Benvolio: What sadness lengthens Romeo's hours? Romeo: Not having that, which, having, makes them short. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#love #love

It seemed as though he gave way all at once; he was so languid that he could not control his thoughts; they would wander to her; they would bring back the scene,- not of his repulse and rejection the day before but the looks, the actions of the day before that. He went along the crowded streets mechanically, winding in and out among the people, but never seeing them, -almost sick with longing for that one half-hour-that one brief space of time when she clung to him, and her heart beat against his-to come once again. ↗

— Elizabeth Gaskell

#love #love

Don't let's ask for the moon! We have the stars! ↗

— Olive Higgins Prouty

#loss #love #moon #stars #love