Quotes About Yearning

It's this feeling that you want to love strangers, that you want to kiss the man at the post office, or the woman at the dry cleaners - you want to wrap you arms around life, life itself, but you can't and this feeling wells up in you, and there is nowhere to put this great happiness - and you're floating - and then you fall down and become unbearably sad. And you have to go lie down on the couch.

You can't miss what you don't remember ever having.

Some of these days, Oh, you'll miss me honey

For God's sake,' the dog is saying, 'open the universe a little more!

A human soul devoid of longing was a soul deformed, deprived of its highest good, sick unto death.

Sometimes I wished I could become a shoemaker too.

I want! I want! I want!

The paltriness of these sexual struggles.

I got in and started the engine, also turning on the radio. When the music began I wished that there might be more switches to turn on, for it was somehow not enough.

When a man's breast feels like a cage from which all the dark birds have flown—he is free, he is light. And he longs to have his vultures back again. He wants his customary struggles, his nameless, empty works, his anger, his afflictions and his sins.

It was all there. Only he was not through with love and hate elsewhere.

There is an immense, painful longing for a broader, more flexible, fuller, more coherent, more comprehensive account of what we human beings are, who we are, and what this life is for.

If this was so, I was sunk, for by now I was more in love than I could stand, as if some mineral had got into my veins and arteries and I ached, flesh and bones, the way you will on the verge of the grippe.

Would never understand what women want. What do they want? They breath salad and drink human blood.

I am giving up the violin. I guess I will never reach my object through it," to raise my spirit from the earth, to leave the body of this death. I was very stubborn. I wanted to raise myself into another world. My life and deeds were a prison.

Da budem iskren, nikada mi nije bilo bolje, napisao je. Ali nisam imao dovoljno snažan karakter da podnosim takvu radost. To zapravo i nije bila šala. Kad ?ovjek osje?a da su mu grudi poput krletke iz koje su izletjele sve tamne ptice - on je slobodan, lagan. I ?ezne za tim da mu se vrate njegovi lešinari. Želi svoje uobi?ajne sukobe, bezimena, prazna djela, svoju ogor?enost, jad i grijehe.

Tražiti ispunjenje vlastitih težnji u drugome, u me?usobnim odnosima, ženska je igra. A muškarac koji bira od žene do žene, premda u srcu osje?a bol zbog idealizma, zbog želje za ?istom ljubavi, ušao je u žensko carstvo.

Unrequited love. Nowadays called hysterical dependency.

I'm sure I've got that part of the Aristophanic sex-myth straight. With the help of Eros we go on, each of us, looking for his missing half. Ravelstein was in real earnest about this quest, driven by longing. Not everyone feels that longing, or acknowledges it if he does feel it. In literature Antony and Cleopatra had it, Romeo and Juliet had it. Closer to our own time Anna Karenina and Emma Bovary had it, Stendhal's Madame de Rênal in her simplicity and innocence had

I don't think the struggles of desire can ever be won. Ages of longing and willing, willing and longing, and how have they ended? In a draw, dust and dust.

I want a love that makes me need to change my cell phone calling plan To something allows me to talk to her longer 'cause in all honesty, I want to avoid one of them high cell phone bill type loves And I want a love that makes me regret how small my hands are I mean the lines on my palms don't give me enough time To love you as long as I'd like to type love.

We seldom speak of what we have but often of what we lack.

it is only the hope of what is claimed that begets and nurishes the wish;

Do you love him? Deryn swallowed, then pointed at the screen. He makes me feel like that. Like flying.