Quotes About Yearning

He valued these experiences of joy more than anything else he had known, and he desired, as all who have experienced them desire, to have them again and again. It was this mystical quality that set him apart from other boys. He was surprised by joy. He spent the rest of his life searching for more of it.

Un virus de insatisfacción vive en la esperanza.

Nostalgia is a seductive liar.

Each of us is incomplete compared to someone else -- an animal's incomplete compared to a person... and a person compared to God, who is complete only to be imaginary.

You perhaps now know that desire reduces us to pulp.

A poor man with nothing in his belly needs hope, illusion, more than bread.

Hell, Madame, is to love no longer.

Hell, madam, is to love no longer.

We ask for our daily crumb of love. We are given a ton for eternity, which is death.

Gripped by a feverish urge to climb, he felt like running up the stone stairs. People often talk of the attraction of the abyss. There is also the abyss above. Borluut was still going up; he would have liked to keep on going up for ever, melancholy at the thought that the stairway was doubtless going to stop and that at the end, on the edge of the air, he would still yearn to continue, go farther, higher.

As soon as one promises not to do something, it becomes the one thing above all others that one most wishes to do.

What I mean is, like you to have everything you want. Wished it was me, and not Jack, that's all.

I looked like a person who wanted to abandon his own abandonment around some corner. Like someone looking for a distant and unknown place to release the cats of his sorrow, so that they would never find the way home. Do you know how hard it is to get rid of cats?

I can't live where I want to, I can't go where I want to go, I can't do what I want to, I can't even say what I want to. I decided I was a very stupid fool not to at least paint as I wanted to.

I wish so much to go that I almost wish I had never been there.

RE: Lake George from a book by Lord. That's all I know. "There is something so perfect about the mountains and the lake and the trees.... sometimes I want to tear it all to pieces

the glitter and wink of the trapped fish inside it.

The spiritual life for Teresa and John has nothing to do with actually getting closer to God. It is instead a journey of consciousness. Union with God is neither acquired nor received; it is realized, and in that sense it is something that can be yearned for, sought after, and—with God's grace—found.

Thou hast made us for Thyself, and our hearts are restless until they rest in Thee."11

Perhaps it is not surprising, then, that we do the same with our deepest longings for God. God does not always come to us in the pleasant ways we might expect, and so we repress our desire for God. When

We can't all be like him, or his brother, or Helms, or the rest of those people.' 'No,' she said sadly. 'But I wish to God we could be something else.

But you, Lynet, you deserve something better." Lynet leaned forward, looking into Gaheris's eyes. "I've found something better," she murmured, and then she kissed him.

Now, of all times in my life, did I wish Caleb truly was my brother, rather than that selfish, imperious, weak-willed soul to whom fate had shackled me.

Every real object must cease to be what it seemed and none could ever be what the whole soul desired.