Quotes About Longing

May my tears run just as far, that my love might never know that one day I cried for him.

Where have you been? is not an empty question. anyone asking it is also saying I missed you, I want to be with you,I need to know what you've been up to

It was going to be impossible to escape her own trap, she would lose this man without ever really having him.

I'm losing the Love i have without having yet won the Love i hope to win.

There is a legend that everything that falls into the waters of this river -- leaves, insects, the feathers of birds -- is transformed into the rocks that make the riverbed. If only I could tear out my heart and hurl it into the current, then my pain and longing would be over, and I could finally forget.

We're surrounded by Universal Desire. It's not happiness; it's desire. And desires are never satisfied, because once they are, they cease to be desires

True love, a question for which there is no answer.

It's thrilling to fight for a love that's entirely unrequited.

And the boy sat there by the well for a long time, remembering that one day in Tarifa the levanter had brought to him the perfume of that woman, and realizing that he had loved her before he even knew she existed. He knew that his love for her would enable him to discover every treasure in the world.

Que mis lágrimas corran así bien lejos, para que mi amor nunca sepa que un día lloré por él.

He recognized that he was feeling something he had never experienced before : the desire to live in one place forever. With the girl with the raven hair his days would never be the same again

I'll make love with them in their houses or in the woods, I'll feel a certain degree of pleasure, but the moment I reach orgasm, the feeling of emptiness will return.

He recognized that he was feeling something he head never experienced before: the desire to live in one place forever.

What made you fall in love with a prostitute?' I didn't understand it myself at the time. But I've thought about it since, and I think it was because, knowing that your body would never be mine alone, I had to concentrate on conquering your soul.' 'Weren't you jealous? 'You can't say to the spring: Come now and last as long as possible. You can only say: Come and bless me with your hope, and stay as long as you can.

True love could withstand such a separation.

Gradually, the anxiety gives way to contemplation, and I start to listen to my soul. It has been longing to speak to me, but I'm always too busy.

And out of his heaviness there stood out strangely but one clear thought and it was a pain to him, and it was this, that he wished he had not taken the two pearls from O-lan that day when she was washing his clothes at the pool, and he would never bear to see Lotus put them in her ears again.

They stood, eyes meeting eyes, yet neither took the next step toward the other. "When I know what reward is great enough," she said, "then I will give it to you." "Because you live I am rewarded," he replied.

Lo que nos hizo encontrarnos fueron dos historias que apenas se dieron la mano en medio de los acontecimientos. Y lo que aquí no pasó, no va a ocurrir en ninguna parte del mundo. Me enamoré de ti como una perra, y tú solamente te dejaste querer. ¿Qué podría ocurrir en Cuba que me ofrezca la esperanza de tu amor...?

Cómo se mira algo que nunca más se va a ver? ¿Cómo se puede olvidar aquello que nunca se ha tenido?

Y que más? ¿Qué más quieres? Que me ames un poquito. Tú sabes que te quiero más que un poquito. No es lo mismo, entre amar y querer hay un mundo de diferencia. Te quiero con tu diferencia. No es lo mismo. YO POR TI, como dice una canción, CONTARÍA LA ARENA DEL MAR (con los ojos entornados). POR TI YO SERÍA CAPAZ DE MATAR.

Y allí soltaron la risa, y ahí rieron a más no poder, como si sus corazones salpicaran juntos el arrebato pendejo de un errante frenesí. Qué le importaba a ella lo que pasara, qué le importaría llorar el después, si en ese momento podría morir de solo mirarlo, de solo sentir su mano amarrándole los hombros con el cariño cotorro de su abrazo.

The source of our unease is the unfulfillable longing for a lasting certainty and security, for something solid to hold on to.

Right there in the moment of sadness WHEN you wake up in the morning and out of nowhere comes the heartache of alienation and loneliness, could you use that as a golden opportunity? Rather than persecuting yourself or feeling that something terribly wrong is happening, right there in the moment of sadness and longing, could you relax and touch the limitless space of the human heart? The next time you get a chance, experiment with this.