Quotes About Yearning

Far away, our dreams have nothing to do with what we do. The wind carries the night, and passes on, aimless.

Maybe the moon is beautiful only because it is far.

I love you so, you are so much yourself! He is so afraid of his soul: no "I" now but she. She is now within me. And no "she" now but only my fragile "I" At the end of this song, how much I fear that my dream may not see its dream in her.

I see what I want of Love... I see horses making the meadow dance, fifty guitars sighing, and a swarm of bees suckling the wild berries, and I close my eyes until I see our shadow behind this dispossessed place... I see what I want of people: their desire to long for anything, their lateness in getting to work and their hurry to return to their folk... and their need to say: Good Morning...

The image of love reveals itself there; in a profoundly present absence.

Had I known you, I would have possessed you, and had you known me, you would have possessed me. But then you and I would not be.

And in your absence, I cried like I never did before I cried with all senses I cried as if I'm raining As if I'm melting all at once.

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All roads lead to you, even those I took to forget you.

Where is my second road to the staircase of expanse? Where is futility? Where is the road to the road? And where are we, the marching on the footpath of the present tense, where are we? Our talk a predicate and a subject before the sea, and the elusive foam of speech the dots on the letters, wishing for the present tense a foothold on the pavement …

Get rid of my tomorrow. Return my yesterday and leave us alone together. After you nothing leaves and nothing returns.

Take me back to where I was before I met you, then leave

I search for a lost sky.

How do I say I miss you in a way that will make your heart ache as mine does?

How much I love you! How much you are you! and intimidated by his own soul: There is no I now, but she is now in me. No she, but I am in her fragility. How I fear For my dream, lest it see a dream that is not she at The end of this song… — Mahmoud Darwish, from "The Strangers' Walk," Why Did You Leave the Horse Alone? , trans. by Mohammad Shaheen ( Hesperus Press, 2014)

Boredom is humiliating, like desire erupting out of place.

And I want I want to live And to forget you

She craved a family, not having had enough of one to understand what a pain in the ass it was.

The force with which he wanted it both ways made him grit his teeth. What kind of fool wanted it only one way?

Now, alone on the roof, Valentine looked at her shoes and wished people would either stay or go away, but not constantly coming back and leaving again.

All the while, Everett felt both the threat of disorder and the steady, thrumming promise of having everything he wanted, all at once.

Îmi aranjez p?rul ?i, potrivindu-mi sari-ul, un cântec a început s? murmure în mine: "am nectar în inim?, îl dore?ti?

look, lust, and leave, knowing I could never have one of them for myself.

La añoranza es calculada mediante cifras también. Distancia multiplicada por el factor Amor.