Quotes About Yearning

By dint of waiting, he hoped his heart would wear out and stop beating. What other way was there to stop loving someone?

How far apart are she and I! I and the lady of my heart; I yearn in love; she passes by Too proud one kind word to impart. For she left me here to moan, Gold set her fragile thought astray; But, came she in her shift along, I'd take her to my heart today. How lightly on her spirit lies The love that crushes my poor heart! And, ah, she mocks my miseries How far are she and I apart!

My heart, have you know wisdom thus to despair? My love, my love, why have you left me alone?

Lovers are plenty; but fail to relieve me.

Slender graceful girl, admit Me soon into your bed.

yang dihajat, tapi tak dapat, adalah nikmat, yang paling padat.

Segala yang dihasrat tapi tak didapat adalah nikmat yang paling padat.

To lose the earth you know, for greater knowing: to lose the life you have, for greater life: to leave the friends you loved, for greater loving, to find a land more kind than home, more large than earth— —Whereon the pillars of this earth are founded, toward which the conscience of the world is tending—a wind is rising, and the rivers flow.

He could see the honey, he could smell the honey, but he couldn't quite reach the honey.

The year might age, and cloudy The lessening day might close, But air of other summers Breathed from beyond the snows, And I had hope of those. They came and were and are not And come no more anew; And all the years and seasons That ever can ensue Must now be worse and few. So here's an end of roaming On eves when autumn nighs: The ear too fondly listens For summer's parting sighs, And then the heart replies.

Oh tarnish late on Wenlock Edge, Gold that I never see; Lie long high snowdrifts in the hedge That will not shower on me.

Iniquity it is; but pass the can. My lad, no pair of kings our mothers bore; Our only portion is the estate of man: We want the moon, but we shall get no more. (Last Poems, IX)

The stars have not dealt me the worst they could do: My pleasures are plenty, my troubles are two. But oh, my two troubles they reave me of rest, The brains in my head and the heart in my breast. Oh, grant me the ease that is granted so free, The birthright of multitudes, give it to me, That relish their victuals and rest on their bed With flint in the bosom and guts in the head.

Oh fair enough are sky and plain, But I know fairer far: Those are as beautiful again That in the water are; The pools and rivers wash so clean The trees and clouds and air, The like on earth was never seen, And oh that I were there. These are the thoughts I often think As I stand gazing down In act upon the cressy brink To strip and dive and drown; But in the golden-sanded brooks And azure meres I spy A silly lad that longs and looks And wishes he were I.

Aléjate, si puedes. Volverás con el hambre a flor de piel.

Tu afán traiciona tu pátina de sombría paciencia. Tu deseo se despliega con una suave caricia.

Turn away, if you can. Return you will with hunger peaked and primed.

Travelling in one direction. Yearning to be going the other way. She has lived here. She will survive there.

Nostalgia for the mud.

I go to bed and before falling asleep I talk to Lucas in my head the way I have for many years. What I tell him is just about what I usually do. I tell him that if he's dead he's lucky and I'd very much like to be in his place. I tell him that he got the better deal, that it is I who is pulling the greater weight. I tell him that life is totally useless, that it's nonsense, an aberration, infinite suffering, the invention of a non-God whose evil surpasses understanding.

Tek bir iste?im vard?: Gitmek, yürümek ya da ölmek, umurumda de?ildi. Uzakla?mak istiyordum, kaybolmak, ormanda ve bulutlarda eriyip gitmek, hat?rlamamak, unutmak, unutmak.

I had only one desire: to leave, to walk, to die, whatever. I wanted to get away, never come back, disappear, melt away into the forest, the clouds, no longer have memories, forget, forget.

You don't want to fight the enemy anymore?" "I don't want to fight anyone. I have no enemies. I want to go home.

Sometimes loneliness makes the loudest noise.