Quotes About Pining

At the bottom of philosophy something very true and very desperate whispers: Everyone is hungry all the time. Everyone is starving. Everyone wants so much, much more than they can stomach, but the appetite doesn't converse much with the stomach. Everyone is hungry and not only for food - for comfort and love and excitement and the opposite of being alone. Almost everything awful anyone does is to get those things and keep them.

At the bottom of philosophy something very true and very desperate whispers: Everyone is hungry all the time. Everyone is starving. Everyone wants so much.. Everyone is hungry and not only for food - for comfort and love and excitement and the opposite of being alone. Almost everything awful anyone does is to get those things and keep them... Most often you have to make the world you want out of yourself

I am always lonely for things I've never had and people I've never been.

I wonder if you can understand, I never really knew what it was to want, until you.

People carry in their hearts an inconsolable longing for something and they are never quite sure what it is.

Years of yearning had made her sensitive, the way a starving dog twitches its nostrils at the faintest scent of food.

Samiha. Entonces

You get so you kind of like the feeling of being hungry.

Desire is an attempt to feel the void.

Summer seems so cold without you, winter is even colder.

Unrequited love is always a great thing.

I experienced unrequited love early.

The filmmakers who I'm pining to work for aren't ringing my phone off the hook.

A desire of desires: the melancholy.

Longing, for everyone, is always there, isn't it? More intense at some times than others. You get closer to less longing - an odd metaphoric phrasing, I realize - then, you are further and longing more than ever again.

The night is starry, and she is not with me. That is all.

Apans?z niye gelir bilmem bunca aÅŸk bana kendimi böyle üzgün, seni uzak bulurken?

but you're giving a very good impression of a lovelorn fool pining for his girl.

Everything you do makes my body scream with loneliness.

A feeling of sadness and longing, That is not akin to pain, And resembles sorrow only As the mist resembles the rain.

TAKE THIS LONGING

I'm hungry, he whimpered instead. Food is on its way. No, he said. The other kind of hunger. P198

Long brooding over those lost pleasures exaggerates their charm and sweetness.

I'll go find a shadow, and sigh till he come (Phebe)