Quotes About Yearning

Every wheel wish to be the wheel of a car, and not of just another vehicle.

Was there any human urge more pitiful-or more intense- than wanting another chance at something?

For lonely people, rain is a chance to be touched.

I've loved someone since I was seventeen but I can't have him and I can't give him up. So until I can do that no one else will stand a chance.

Less desire is the willingness to be lonely without resolution when everything in us yearns for something to cheer us up and change our mood. Practicing this kind of loneliness is a way of sowing seeds so that fundamental restlessness decreases.

Matt knew only that he must see her again, and forever.

And I am forty-nine and getting old and soon it will be too late for all the things I know nothing of but which torment me in the middle of the night and here now in this place which is supposed to be a comfort and a solace. I am lonely and hungry and I have never breathed a word of this to anyone. Nobody knows or cares. I don't want anyone to know or care.

Find something to do,' says Claudia. I can't, shouts Lisa, I can't I can't I can't I don't know where to find it I don't know where to look I want pink fingernails like yours I want to be you not me I want to make you look at me I want you to say Lisa how pretty you are.

She had never really believed in God. There didn't seem any point in it, and he just seemed so, well, unlikely. But now, a world that definitely had no God at all felt kind of... empty. It wasn't really God she wanted; it was the possibility of God.

É isso o amor. Manter a ternura pelo mesmo homem, embora se deseje outros a momentos diferentes.

As saudades não vencem o medo.

Let's not even touch life with the tips of our fingers. Let's not even know the love in our minds. May we never know the feel of a women's kiss, not even in our dreams.

The cowardly love we all have of freedom - which if it were given to us we would all repudiate as being too new and strange - is the irrefutable proof of how our slavery weighs upon us. Even I, who have just expressed my desire to have a hut or a cave where I could be free from the monotony of being myself, would I really dare to go off to this hut or cave, knowing and understanding that, since the monotony exists in me alone, I would never be free of it?

I knew I had been lonely, Mem, yet I had no understanding of my desolation until my skin was finally touched.

no, I thought, only what it makes you do, clawing at the trees, splintering the bark like a tomcat, the blind and violent need of it, a joy, but who would not want to be relieved of it. I pity

Vacío, tú eres mi verdad, mi bienamado eres.»

We are bored with God because our heartsq do not hunger for God, seek God, love God

a man circling around a woman, or a hunter circling around a deer.

But the longing for Africa, once contracted, is an incurable condition which, like malaria, recurs again and again.

Why, he wondered, does a phone call to a distant loved one only intensify the emptiness and loneliness you were feeling before you called?

Why was it always like that? he wondered. You call someone you love on the phone, and when you've finished talking, all you feel is the bloody distance between you.

He always had that same empty, lonely feeling after he'd spoken to someone he loved over the telephone, as if the silence had somehow become charged with that person's absence.

The excessive pleasure we imagine receiving from what we want most of all is fleeting at best.

Ishq and Mushq.