Quotes About Yearning

What we want is never simple.

They sicken of calm, who know the storm.

She deceiving, I believing; What need lovers wish for more?

Oh that my words were now written! Oh that they were printed in a book!

It is not for man to rest in absolute contentment.

From desire I plunge to its fulfilment, where I long once more for desire.

There is only one big thing-desire. And before it, when it is big, all is little.

What is man but his passion?

We fear the thing we want the most.

An easy thing, O Power Divine, To thank thee for these gifts of Thine, For summer's sunshine, winter's snow, For hearts that kindle, thoughts that glow; But when shall I attain to this- To thank Thee for the things I miss?

My life seems to have become suddenly hollow, and I do not know what is hanging over me. I cannot even put the shadow that has fallen on me into words. At least into written words. I would give a great deal for a friend's voice.

The significance of a man is not in what he attains but rather in what he longs to attain.

Happiness to a dog is what lies on the other side of a door.

The more the heart is sated with joy, the more it becomes insatiable.

My heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not here; My heart's in the Highlands a-chasing the deer.

A mighty pain to love it is, and 'tis a pain that pain to miss; but of all pains, the greatest pain it is to love, but love in vain.

Heav'n but the Vision of fulfill'd Desire, And Hell the Shadow from a Soul on fire.

Can anyone remember love? It's like trying to summon up the smell of roses in a cellar. You might see a rose, but never the perfume.

We turn toward God only to obtain the impossible.

He was scarcely then a year old, and knew so little of herding that he had never turned a sheep in his life; but as soon as he discovered it was his duty to do so I can never forget with what anxiety and eagerness he learned his different evolutions.

I don't want any more vicissitudes, I don't want any more of this try, try again stuff. I just want out. I've had it. I am so tired. I am twenty and I am already exhausted.

Christmas makes everything twice as sad.

The sand murmurs that it wants to swallow everything.

If there is a God, I want to see Him, not only His energy or His light, but Him.