I'm Aching Quotes

#1. When I'm preforming a lot I'm aching to get back in the studio but I love live performance. I love trying to think on my feet and be spontaneous. I like doing that in a live show and I do the same thing in the studio.

Joel Plaskett

#2. I remember being in the public library and my jaw just aching as I looked around at all those books I wanted to read. There just wasn't time enough to read everything I wanted to read.

Charles Kuralt

#3. Don't cry, Ana, please," he murmurs against my mouth. "It was long ago. I am aching for you to touch me, but I just can't bear it. It's too much. Please, please don't cry.

E.L. James

#4. As I finished the bed, thinking it looked surprisingly comfortable, a terrible black feeling came over me and I shuddered, aching at the sudden loneliness. I missed my new family.

Eliot Schrefer

#5. 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

#6. When I think of a merry, happy, free young girl - and look at the ailing, aching state a young wife generally is doomed to - which you can't deny is the penalty of marriage.

Queen Victoria

#7. Sometimes my body is aching, but I always think, 'Why am I in this? Why do I love it so much?' That's what makes me persevere, that's what makes me keep on going.

Michelle Kwan

#8. What peaceful hours I once enjoy'd! How sweet their memory still! But they have left an aching void The world can never fill.

William Cowper

#9. I hurt just like them white women. Just 'cause I wasn't hooping and hollering before didn't mean I wasn't feeling pain. What'd they think? That just 'cause I knowed how to have a baby with no fuss that my behind wasn't pulling and aching like theirs?

Toni Morrison

#10. I struggle for air, but it's not because of my aching legs; it's because of my weak heart, growing stronger with each passing second.

Veronica Roth

#11. The girl in the video is a reminder about how fragile our hold on sanity and health is and how much we are at the utter whim of our Brutus bodies, which will inevitably, on day, turn on us for good. I am a prisoner, as we all are. And with that realization comes an aching sense of vulnerability.

Susannah Cahalan

#12. Other men might dream of high honors or riches or deeds of valor sung by minstrels. I wanted to come to a small cot as light faded, to sit in a chair by a fire, my back aching from work, my hands rough with toil, and hold a little girl in my lap while a woman who loved me told me of her day.

Robin Hobb

#13. It was freezing, but the cold effortlessly numbed my feet and aching hands. I walked quietly, barefoot, to the end of the block, leaving my shoes behind to remind me how to find my way home.

Jenny Lawson

#14. I realized I would rather have a single night with you, even if it meant I was doomed to be bound to you, aching for you forever than not know such love.

Karen Marie Moning

#15. I love team sports - they give me something to focus on rather than the fact that I can't breathe or my muscles are aching.

Sanjeev Bhaskar

#16. You know I still don't like your ... hobby."
"Didn't ask your opinion." Jake rubbed his aching ribs. "If you want mine: anyone using the missionary position twice in a row should serve time.

Cherise Sinclair

#17. Do you know what I miss the most? That night."
My heart skips a beat, aching in sudden sadness. "And what about the girl you once sat beside, on that night? Do you miss her too?"
"She is still here," he answers. "That is why I stay.

Marie Lu

#18. I must really rest a little before I can get on any farther. When I have reclined for a few minutes, with my eyes closed, and when Louis has refreshed my poor aching temples with a little eau-de-Cologne, I may be able to proceed.

Wilkie Collins

#19. They touched me all over randomly and I loved it. It felt like they were aching to have me back on their dicks.

Amelia LeFay

#20. Will you still love me
When I'm no longer young and beautiful?
Will you still love me
When I got nothing but my aching soul?
I know you will, I know you will
I know that you will
Will you still love me when I'm no longer beautiful?

Lana Del Rey

#21. 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

#22. Even with him in me I ache for him, and it's that aching that brings me rapidly to the brink.

Kyra Davis

#23. I am filled time and again
with a heart-aching wonder
when I think

of the fire
and frost of memories

of the everlastingness
of love

the solace
of family
and the power
of prayer.

Sanober Khan

#24. I really am only one infinitely small part of an aching humanity.

Beatrice Sparks

#25. DD and CP are inscribed inside a heart. Corny and sweet. I trace the letters with my finger. "What a coincidence," I murmur, for some reason aching on the inside, aching to be that CP and for Dare to be that DD.

Courtney Cole

#26. The misery stayed, not thought about but aching away, and sometimes I would have to ask myself, Why do I ache? Men can get used to anything, but it takes time.

John Steinbeck

#27. Yesterday i carved your name into the surface of an ice cube
then held it against my chest til it melted into my aching pores
today i cried so hard the neighbors knocked on my door
and asked if I wanted to borrow some sugar.

Andrea Gibson

#28. ...the Sierra Nevada claimed me, aching knees and pumping heart, as one of it's own. Here, like nowhere else, I'm home.

Chris Robertson

#29. In the three minutes it takes the song to play I'm caught in a magic world of harmony and joy, a truly ecstatic joy, where the aching longing to be somewhere else, out of this city, out of this country, out of this body and out of this life, is kept at bay.

Christos Tsiolkas

#30. My life is cozy, but I'm starting to let myself think I want something wet and aching stabbed through it. I want something substantial. I want to gorge myself. Excess.

Mary Ann Rivers

#31. If I only did TV show, I'd probably not be the happiest girl. I love the show, but I'm an actor and I want to work on different things. TV lasts for so much of the year that you're just aching to play a different part. And I love movies so much that I want to be a part of as many as I can.

Jane Levy

#32. It's in its own little area . . . secluded . . . steamy." Ty began to smile, but he held his ground, shaking his head. "You kinky little exhibitionist, you." "I'm just suggesting that a hot soak would feel really good for aching muscles." "I

Abigail Roux

#33. Normally, in anything I do, I'm fairly miserable. I do it, and I get grumpy because there is a huge, vast gulf, this aching disparity, between the platonic ideal of the project that was living in my head, and the small, sad, wizened, shaking, squeaking thing that I actually produce.

Neil Gaiman

#34. I believe you!" Miss Ellen nodded. "Mark my words, Mr. Meredith, that man is going to fight somebody yet. He's ACHING to. He is going to set the world on fire." "If

L.M. Montgomery

#35. I'm wearying to escape into that glorious world, and to be always there: not seeing it dimly through tears, and yearning for it through the walls of an aching heart: but really with it, and in it.

Emily Bronte

#36. I could not see the unholy creature, but I could feel the bone-aching chill of its presence, and I heard the howl of its mindless hate. I quailed to think of the power that had called it into being and loosed it on the world.

Stephen R. Lawhead

#37. I'm here because I know the sadness inside you. I know what it feels like to wake in the morning, lost and lonely and aching for someone to be there with me. (Sebastian)

Sherrilyn Kenyon

#38. My heart is aching for the people of Nice, Italy. I am so sad that I have no words to express my frustration.

Debasish Mridha

#39. I will always aspire to contain my shit as best I can, but I am no longer interested in hiding my dependencies in an effort to appear superior to those who are more visibly undone or aching.

Maggie Nelson

#40. I was still hurting, my heart still aching with all of the loss, but I began to attempt to live again.
To wake, to move, to try taking small steps in the right direction. I was alone in that path.

R.K. Lilley

#41. He spanks me again, and again, and again. I lose count after ten strikes, too consumed with the aching sensation spreading across the lower half of my torso. Eventually, I hear myself gasp and moan at each strike, the sting intensifying as my flesh warms with every blow.

Felicity Brandon

#42. Our intimate relationship has always remained and stands above the entirety of love poems ever written. Nothing shall invade this cosmic declaration. One day the heart I had will return. I'm lost in the insecurity of the moment. I'm deeply aching for something more than something that hurts

Jeremy Limn

#43. Watching me, judging me, smelling the crippling failure oozing from my skin, my desperation clawing and all-consuming panic drenching me as I gape in horror at the world and wonder why everyone is smiling and looking at me with secret knowledge of my aching shame.

Sarah Kane

#44. I dwell with a strangely aching heart In that vanished abode there far apart

Robert Frost

#45. My body is on fire, aching and clawing at me to set it free. It wants to come out to play alright. It wants recess with Ian. He's everything I'm not, and I love it.

Scarlet Wolfe

#46. I meant skies all empty aching blue. I meant years. I meant all of them with you.

Kate Clanchy

#47. I breathe in...the silence
of my own heart
aching with tenderness
with memories..
Of home.

Sanober Khan

#48. I cupped my aching balls and tried to take a deep breath. My chest was tight from wanting him. He was right there - his hip touching mine. I wanted to bend down and take him in my mouth. I wanted it so badly I could taste it.

Sarina Bowen

#49. Ancient person, for whom I
All the flattering youth defy,
Long be it ere thou grow old,
Aching, shaking, crazy, cold;
But still continue as thou art,
Ancient person of my heart.

John Wilmot

#50. But I pushed the feelings down, locked them inside my aching heart,

Helena Hunting

#51. The wanting was quickly becoming aching. I didn't want to be like this anymore; constantly thinking about and wanting someone that I couldn't have but who my soul seemed to think was mine.

Suzanne Wright

#52. For the love of God have mercy on my aching cock. I want you in bed."
"That, sure lord, is where I want to be.

Gordon Merrick

#53. Breezy, sophisticated, hilarious, rude and aching with sweetness: LOVE, NINA might be the most charming book I've ever read.

Maria Semple

#54. There had been nights in the desert where I was so sick with laughter, convulsed and doubled over with aching stomach for hours on end, I would happily have thrown myself in front of a car to make it stop.

Donna Tartt

#55. Fiction and non-fiction are only different techniques of story telling. For reasons I do not fully understand, fiction dances out of me. Non-fiction is wrenched out by the aching, broken world I wake up to every morning.

Arundhati Roy

#56. Suiffy, have you ever felt a sort of strange emptiness in the heart? A sort of aching void of the soul?'
'Oh, rather!'
'What do you do about it?'
'I generally take a couple of cocktails.

P.G. Wodehouse

#57. Maybe I'll leave you hard and aching for days, months, years. That's how long I've been hard for you. Turn about's fair play, dontcha think, Paul Guy? (from Finding Eden Excerpt)

Kele Moon

#58. What I observed in western Azerbaijan, among the small portion of the nearly one million Azerbaijanis who were displaced by the conflict in Nagorno-Karabakh two decades ago, are a people who are aching to return to their homes.

Ed Kashi

#59. VI. If I can stop one heart from breaking, I shall not live in vain; If I can ease one life the aching, Or cool one pain, Or help one fainting robin Unto his nest again, I shall not live in vain.

Emily Dickinson

#60. No I'm going to hold you anyway
And I'll do it without shaking
Yes I'll love you always
And I'll do it without aching
Yes I'd give you anything
Yes I'd give you anything
I gave you everything

Tegan Quin

#61. I sat still as stone with my fingers aching. I wanted to play, not listen. Want isn't strong enough a word. I was hungry for it, starved. I'm not proud of the fact that I thought about stealing his lute and leaving in the dark of the night.

Patrick Rothfuss

#62. I don't think too much about age. Maybe if you're hurting, aching and arthritic, then you think about it a lot. But I don't.

Bob Newhart

#63. This should be agony. I should be a mass of aching muscle - broken, spent, unable to move. And, were I an older man, I surely would ... but I'm a man of thirty - of twenty again. The rain on my chest is a baptism - I'm born again ...

Frank Miller

#64. Sometimes I think I can expiate all my past and future sins through the aching of my bones.

Franz Kafka

#65. I WOKE WITH a start, my head hurting, aching all over. For a moment I didn't know where I was. Indeed, I felt so fuddled I didn't even know who I was. Hetty Feather, Sapphire Battersea, Emerald Star? I had three names now.

Jacqueline Wilson

#66. Sometimes, I stay up all night reading book after book, for I have no family to object, and when I wake in the morning, slumped over a table or fallen off a chair, back aching, cold because no one thought to cover me with a blanket or tell me to come to bed, I feel very fortunate." Silence

Alex Flinn

#67. I should have learned this, she thought. I wanted to learn fire, and pain, but I should have learned people.

Terry Pratchett

#68. It wasn't real. I deluded myself. I had this aching need to be loved and it was screwing with my head. Sometimes, when you crave certain feelings, you'll trick yourself into thinking the other person is something other than what he appears.

Ilona Andrews

#69. Ah! dearest love, sweet home of all my fears,
and hopes, and joys, and panting miseries,
Tonight if I may guess, thy beauty wears a smile of such delight,
As brilliant and as bright
As when with ravished, aching, nassal eyes,
Lost in a soft amaze
I gaze, I gaze

John Keats

#70. I felt his hot tears and the loneliness of man and the sweetness of all men and the aching haunting beauty of the living

John Fante

#71. To be honest with you, I don't have the words to make you feel better, but I do have the arms to give you a hug, ears to listen to whatever you want to talk about, and I have a heart; a heart that's aching to see you smile again.
lines from Love Vs Destiny ...

Atul Purohit

#72. When I ache to live, my mind loves to stay with the peaceful whiteness of a pigeon's care...in boundless amity..

Munia Khan

#73. But I'm shocked by the tenderness in his voice. The sincerity with which he wants to know. He's like a feral dog, crazed and wild, thirsty for chaos, simultaneously aching for recognition and acceptance.
Love.

Tahereh Mafi

#74. And I'm up while the dawn is breaking, even though my heart is aching. I should be drinking a toast to absent friends instead of these comedians.

Elvis Costello

#75. I don't know how
No don't know to hold you
Without shaking
No I'm not aware of how
I could possibly love you
Without aching

Tegan Quin

#76. I believe, sometimes, that the whole world has an aching heart. - Gloria Dump

Kate DiCamillo

#77. There are times, Anne dearie, when I know by your eyes that YOUR soberness is put on like a garment and you're really aching to do something wild and young again.

L.M. Montgomery

#78. That night, before you sent me away, was the best night of my life. The marks you laced me with lasted a full week. Every time I looked in a mirror, or touched a bruise in the shower, I grew slick for you. You visited my dreams. I woke to aching wetness and an empty heart.

Pepper Winters

#79. As the sky prepares to settle its tired, aching feet
into the night's velvet slippers

I settle, into my armchair, soaking the teabag,
of my thoughts, into warm liquidy stars.

Sanober Khan

#80. Before, if I thought Christmas, I would have remembered my past on Earth and would have succumbed to the aching sadness for a life I can never have again.
Now, I can think the word and not feel anything but a dull ache, a phantom pain for a part of my life that's been amputated. [p.244]

Beth Revis

#81. I am going to pull the music
from your mouth and furthermore

I'll take the orange aching light that splits
your ribs when I or any
beautiful things come at you.

Mark Bibbins

#82. My aching heart was soothed; I let myself be borne upon the current of this gentle night ...

Marcel Proust

#83. Love in its first bloom, all the poets said, was full of aching and impatience. So then was I. And so then was he.

Leanna Renee Hieber

#84. Aching familiar in a way that made me wish I was still eight. Eight was before death or divorce or heartbreak. Eight was just eight. Hot dogs and peanut butter, mosquito bites and splinters, bikes and boogie boards. Tangled hair, sunburned shoulders, Judy Blume, in bed by nine thirty.

Jenny Han

#85. I studied the shape of my friend's hands, and how he clasped them. I could smell his skin and hair in the cold air of the church, and stood aching, my face a devout mask stretched over a rotten soul. On

Maria McCann

#86. Sometimes I turn around and catch the smell of you and I cannot go on I cannot fucking go on without expressing this terrible so fucking awful physical aching fucking longing I have for you. And I cannot believe that I can feel this for you and you feel nothing. Do you feel nothing?

Sarah Kane

#87. I've a sense for these things. Tonight you're aching for a man."
At that, she glanced away. "You might be right, Scot," she said casually, then faced him once more. Her voice a purr, she said, "But are you the man I await ... where I ache?

Kresley Cole

#88. To this day, I'm embarrassed that I didn't realize that pregnant women needed reserved parking until I experienced my own aching feet. As one of Google's most senior women, didn't I have a special responsibility to think of this?

Sheryl Sandberg

#89. Staring in the darkness, trying to sleep. My body was aching with tiredness. My limbs were numb. My sightless eyes were crazed with light/ I was dying of oblivion, but it wouldn't come. I didn't think I've ever sleep again.

Kevin Brooks

#90. I have been a refugee for the last forty years in the luminous land of opportunity. Still my heart is aching with hiraeth for my native land.

Debasish Mridha

#91. Her heart was aching, and she was lonely. I could understand loneliness. I wished there were more I could do for her, but I wasn't the one she was yearning for, so my help was limited. I was a patch, something to help suppress the sadness. That was okay. At least I was useful.

Anonymous

#92. I have a moment where I finally realize that the aching heart, the longing, the grief, the insanity ... I finally get it after all these month. That all those things combined are what letting go feels like.

Lauren Hammond

#93. You retire, but you're still aching to play. But in order to play, you have to resist certain temptations, and train hard. And I just didn't have the desire to do that any more.

Eric Cantona

#94. Her graphite pencil scratches the thick paper and it is the soundtrack to my bliss. That, and her sound - dissonant, aching. Her breath and heartbeat and pulse are my new favorite symphony; I'm beginning to learn which notes will play when, and to interpret them.

Michelle Hodkin

#95. Still deep I burrow, waiting for tomorrow. Closed off, I bear. The open elements don't care. Laid here in this nest, dormant now I rest. Aching to live and roam, though still burrowed in my tomb. When time brings my spring, maybe I'll rise like a king.
-Anonymous

Linda Kage

#96. Two things compel me to move. First, the fear of being alone. I don't want to be alone here. Second, the aching need to beat Blake in any way.

Alex Rosa

#97. No ... Ana. Don't go.
"Good-bye, Christian."
"Ana ... good-bye."
The doors close, and she's gone.
I sink slowly to the floor and put my head in my hands. The void is now cavernous and aching, overwhelming me.
Grey, what the hell have you done?!

E.L. James

#98. Saying those words made a sharp, quick panic rise up in her, an aching pain that had her throat closing. "You left me," she repeated. Maybe it was only out of blind terror at the abyss opening up again around her, but she whispered, "I have no one left. No one.

Sarah J. Maas

#99. What do you think of that? It's stopped raining."
I'm glad Jay." Her throat, full of aching, grieving beauty, told only of her unexpected joy.

F Scott Fitzgerald

#100. I'm not going to be gentle, because we both know you don't want gentle. I'm going to torment you until you're stiff and aching - until even the whisper of my breath on your skin makes you moan.

Samanthe Beck