"You don't understand. Not that kind of longing. It was when I was happiest that I longed most. It was on happy days when we were up there on the hills, the three of us, with the wind and the sunshine … where you couldn't see Glome or the palace. Do you remember? The colour and the smell, and looking at the Grey Mountain in the distance? And because it was so beautiful, it set me longing, always longing. Somewhere else there must be more of it."
Longing is literally something that we desire. Longing could be anything, from longing for a job or career, a husband or wife, or longing for satisfaction that runs deeper than the surface. Longing is something that we all have experienced. In this passage, Psyche states that the beauty of creation makes her think about longing. This longing stems from a longing for beauty and a longing to be satisfied and fulfilled. Her desire runs deeper than the surface with hints of the supernatural and the realm of what nature can give us.
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