Quotes About Yearning

Când investeÅŸti cu întreg conÅ£inutul fiinÅ£ei tale, cu totalitatea existenÅ£ei tale subiective, o nesatisfacÅ£ie a iubirii nu poate aduce decât pr?buÅŸirea întregii tale fiinÅ£e.

Niciodat? nu sim?eam suferin?e care s-o poat? egala pe aceea de a nu fi suferit destul.

Dac-ai avea curajul s?-?i exprimi dorin?a cea mai secret?, ai spune: A? vrea s? fi inventat toate viciile." <3

L'uomo attenderà sempre l'avvento della giustizia; e, affinché trionfi, rinuncerà alla libertà, per poi rimpiangerla.

Vague a l'ame — melancholy yearning for the end of the world.

Lacul Soustons, ora dou? dup?-amiaz?. Vîsleam. Deodat?, fulgerat de o reminiscen?? de vocabular: 'All is of no avail' (nimic nu serveÅŸte la nimic). S? fi fost singur, m? aruncam pe dat? în ap?. Niciodat? n-am simÅ£it cu asemenea violen?? nevoia s? termin cu toate.

N-am iubit cu dor st?ruitor ÅŸi darnic decât nean-tul ÅŸi femeile.

A? da toate peisajele din lume pe cel al copil?riei mele.

The same feeling of not belonging, of futility, wherever I go: I pretend interest in what matters nothing to me, I bestir myself mechanically or out of charity, without ever being caught up, without ever being somewhere. What attracts me is elsewhere, and I don't know what that elsewhere is.

Ultima nostalgie: a te duce la fund cu soarele

El paraíso no era un lugar soportable, de lo contrario, el primero hombre se habría adaptado a él; este mundo tampoco lo es, ya que en él se añora el paraíso o se da otro por seguro. ¿Qué hacer? ¿A dónde ir? No hagamos nada, no vayamos a ningún lado, así sin más.

Suntem un popor prea bun, prea cumsecade È™i prea aÈ™ezat. Nu pot iubi decât o Românie în delir.

All my life, I have lived with the feeling that I have been kept from my true place. If the expression "metaphysical exile" had no meaning, my existence alone would afford it one.

Deep in his heart, man aspires to rejoin the condition he had before consciousness. History is merely the detour he takes to get there.

There is no negator who is not famished for some catastrophic yes .

If only I could reach the level of the man I would have liked to be! But some power, increasing year by year, draws me down.

Gdziekolwiek si? rusz? - to samo odczucie nieprzynale?no?ci, bezu?ytecznej gry. Udaj? zainteresowanie czym?, co mnie zupe?nie nie obchodzi, kr?c? si? tu i tam, ale nigdy nie jestem "w ?rodku", w ?adnym okre?lonym miejscu. To, co mnie przyci?ga, znajduje si? gdzie? indziej, czym za? owo "gdzie indziej" jest - nie wiem.

bütün kurtuluÅŸ öÄŸretilerinin kusuru, tamamlanmam??l???n iklimi olan ÅŸiiri ortadan kald?rmalar?d?r. ÅŸair, selamete ermeye özendiÄŸinde kendine ihanet etmiÅŸ olur: selamet ÅŸark?n?n ölümüdür...

Once we begin to want, we fall under the jurisdiction of the Devil.

No longer wanting to be a man..., dreaming of another form of failure.

I would give the whole universe and all of Shakespeare for a grain of ataraxy.

What attracts me is elsewhere, and I don't know what that elsewhere is.

If we did not bear the stigmata of life, how easy it would be to steal away, and how well everything would go by itself!

Man is not content to be man. But he doesn't know what to revert to, nor how to recover a state of which he has no clear memory. His nostalgia for it is the basis of his being, and it is by such nostalgia he communicates with all that remains of what is oldest in himself.