Aching Quotes

“in the afterglow
of an evening rain

i lay down
in the grass
and think of you

my body aches
like an after-kiss

breaking in soft fires
and wildflowers

my dear,
i will always be
this tender for you.”
― Sanober Khan, A Thousand Flamingos

“A lot of the stories were highly suspicious, in her opinion. There was the one that ended when the two good children pushed the wicked witch into her own oven...Stories like this stopped people thinking properly, she was sure. She'd read that one and thought, Excuse me? No one has an oven big enough to get a whole person in, and what made the children think they could just walk around eating people's houses in any case? And why does some boy too stupid to know a cow is worth a lot more than five beans have the right to murder a giant and steal all his gold? Not to mention commit an act of ecological vandalism? And some girl who can't tell the difference between a wolf and her grandmother must either have been as dense as teak or come from an extremely ugly family.”
― Terry Pratchett

“When the time has come to confront the hard truth, we may have to rewire our brains to ensure the healing from subversive mental barbs of aching incidents. ("Lost dreams")”
― Erik Pevernagie

“I didn't know it was possible to simultaneously hate and ache for someone.”
― Stephanie Perkins

“But she knew that no matter what beauty lay behind, it must remain there. No one could go forward with a load of aching memories.”
― Margaret Mitchell, Gone with the Wind

“there is some aching
that will only heal...
in the mosque of sleep.”
― Sanober Khan, Turquoise Silence

“I breathe in...the silence
of my own heart
aching with tenderness
with memories..
Of home.”
― Sanober Khan, A touch, a tear, a tempest

“An aching vacuum inside her sucking the air from her lungs. She hung her head and wept fiercely, the emptiness inside her growing larger not smaller; she felt as though it would grow so large it would suffocate her just as surely as the sea would have”
― Alan Brennert, Moloka'i

“She wished she could explore his body and inspect him. Learn him and memorize him. That way she'd know what to miss when he was gone. Sam was heartbreakingly, hauntingly beautiful. It made her heart hurt. This couldn't end well.”
― Mary H.K. Choi, Emergency Contact

“When sadness knows the reason of tears, heart prepares to carry the ache for years”
― Munia Khan

“Sometimes a broken heart can mend something else's brokenness”
― Munia Khan

“Already I ache for all the lives
I will never be a part of.”
― Scott Hastie

“Night never needs a shade
but it requires to fade
into the grin of twinkling stars
where light is just a glint of scars”
― Munia Khan

“I’ve reached the vanishing point
without you.
Here my heartache begins with your pain
trying to find an unborn start
in this fatal disappearance

From the poem ‘Me with the Vanishing Point”
― Munia Khan, To Evince the Blue

“When I ache to live, my mind loves to stay with the peaceful whiteness of a pigeon’s care...in boundless amity..”
― Munia Khan

“Every pore mourns.
Not the brain, nor
the chest where bereavement

nests, but the body, whole--
how it burns.
The ache of new bone

being grown.”
― Kevin Young, Book of Hours: Poems

“I want, I said, to be a tree. She thought it was the drugs speaking. I was asleep before I could share the secret I once learned of a pomegranate orchard's prodigious growth: Old trees, dying, may burst after fruitless years into sudden blossom, a final exuberance of flower and sugar. Toward sun. At the last, even trees ache in their sap for pleasure.”
― C Pam Zhang, Land of Milk and Honey

“A friend writes of the numbing effects of humming and it returns you to your own sigh. It's no longer audible. You've grown into it. Some call it aging--an internalized liquid smoke blurring ordinary ache.”
― Claudia Rankine, Citizen: An American Lyric

“Yearning to taste my love her lips fasten to mine aching to fill up and replenish her starving heart. A heart-hunger dying to again taste what was and still is. Like bare skin seeking to love extravagantly and to walk between worlds.”
― Luca Evola, Arabala

“The doubts ached in my bones like the deadening crawl of an icy night, and my gun trembled from my unsteady arm.”
― Katherine McIntyre, Snatched

“He reached a hand toward me, and I shuddered as he ran cool, wet fingers down my stinging aching cheek. Blood- that was blood on them. And from the stickiness of my face, I knew there was already enough blood splattered on me that it wouldn't make a difference.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Thorns and Roses

“I miss you in ways
I didn't know existed;
you are a mental and a physical ache,
a longing woven
deep into my dna,
and I don't know
how to live like this.”
― Jessica Katoff

“You are bleeding
and I am aching.

Your eyes are pleading.

I see longing,
regrets,
and a silent,
helpless cry.

I want to save you,
so, I run to you.

But, you signaled
me to stop.

"What? But, why?"
--I asked.

And then it hit me...
I am holding the knife.”
― Xy-sa Rhea, Love, Lavender Pen: Volume II

“Vern didn't know what she wanted. She was a girl made of aches and she flung her body at the world in the hopes that something, anything, might soothe the tendernesses.”
― Rivers Solomon, Sorrowland