Quotes About Yearning

A feeling of sadness and longing, That is not akin to pain, And resembles sorrow only As the mist resembles the rain.

My soul is full of longing for the secret of the sea, and the heart of the great ocean sends a thrilling pulse through me.

The soul is often hungrier than the body and no shop can sell it food.

God plants no yearning in the human soul that he does not intend to satisfy.

How utterly unprofitable my life is! These continual searchings of my mind are leading me into the desert.

You've said nothing, of course, and I ask nothing," he was saying; "but you know that friendship's not what I want: that there's only one happiness in life for me, that word that you dislike so…yes, love!…

With all my soul I longed to be in a position to join with the people in performing the rites of their faith, but I could not do it. I felt that I would be lying to myself, mocking what was sacred to me, if I were to go through with it.

He wanted and needed their love, but felt none towards them. He now had neither love nor humility nor purity

Boredom is desire seeking desire.

I must ask what it is you want of me?" "What can I want? All I can want is that you should not desert me, as you think of doing," she said, understanding all he had not uttered. "But that I don't want; that's secondary. I want love, and there is none. So then all is over.

Her glance, the touch of her hand, set him aflame. He kissed the palm of his hand where she had touched it, and went home, happy in the sense that he had got nearer to the attainment of his aims that evening…

That's my one desire, to be caught," answered Vronsky, with his serene, good-humored smile. "If I complain of anything it's only that I'm not caught enough, to tell the truth. I begin to lose hope.

He stepped down trying not to look long at her, as though she were the sun, yet he saw her as one sees the sun, without looking.

And just as the hungry stomach eagerly accepts every object it can get, hoping to find nourishment in it, Vronsky quite unconsciously clutched first at politics, then at new books, and then at pictures.

He stepped down, avoiding any long look at her as one avoids long looks at the sun, but seeing her as one sees the sun, without looking. On that day of the week and at

Is anything--not even happiness but just not torment--possible?

I often think with regret of that fresh, beautiful feeling of boundless, disinterested love which came to an end without having ever found self-expression or return. It is strange how, when a child, I always longed to be like grown-up people, and yet how I have often longed, since childhood's days, for those days to come back to me!

No," he said to himself, "however good that life of simplicity and toil may be, I cannot go back to it. I love HER.

Life as it is leaves one no peace.

He walked down, for a long while avoiding looking at her as at the sun, but seeing her, as one does the sun without looking.

Pero ¿qué había sido de aquella llama que en Moscú animaba su rostro haciendo brillar sus ojos y prestando luminosidad a su sonrisa?

Anna Arkadyevna read and understood, but it was unpleasant for her to read, that is, to follow the reflection of other people's lives. She wanted too much to live herself.

All over?' he repeated. 'If I were not myself, but the handsomest, cleverest, and best man in the world, and were free, I would this moment ask on my knees for your hand and your love!

Una sonrisa iluminó su rostro; pero al mismo tiempo suspiró y su profunda mirada expresó una apacible tristeza. Como si además de la felicidad que experimentaba existiera otra, inaccesible en esta vida, que en aquel momento recordó involuntariamente.