Quotes About Longing

I asked myself whether, in bygone days, men had longed for bygone days as I, this summer morning, longed for certain ways of life that man had lost forever.

He who recollects a thing by which he was once pleased desires to possess it in the same circumstances as when he first was pleased by it. He who was never pleased is doomed to an eternal hard-on.

He who recollects a thing by which he was once pleased desires to possess it in the same circumstances as when he first was pleased by it.

The world is always greater then your desires; plenty is never enough.

The sad fact of life was that there were no cruising spots for heterosexual men. If there were, Joshua would be parked somewhere every day of his life, willing to sleep with any woman generous enough to pull up alongside him.

The belly is an ungrateful wretch, it never remembers past favors, it always wants more tomorrow.

Man's desires are greater than the earth. The end of his desires only ends with his end.

It's a strange grief… to die of nostalgia for something you you will never live.

I did not love you out or boredom or loneliness or caprice. I loved you because the desire for you was stronger than any happiness.

È uno strano dolore. Piano. - Morire di nostalgia per qualcosa che non vivrai mai.

To die of yearning for something you will never experience

Non ti amo per noia, o per solitudine, o per capriccio. Ti amo perchè il desiderio di te è più forte di qualsiasi felicità.

And a while later: 'It is a strange sort of pain.' Softly. 'To die of yearning for something you'll never experience.

I would really like, in fact, to be born again in another two hundred years' time.

Amor tremendo è il mio. Tu nol conosci ancora, oh!. Tutto ancora non tel mostrai; tu eri mio: secura nel mio gaudio io tacea; nè tutto mai questo labbro pudico osato avria dirti l'ebbrezza del mio cor segreto" "Sparsa le trecce morbide sull'affannoso petto, lenta le palme, e rorido di morte il bianco aspetto, giace la pia, col tremolo sguardo cercando il ciel".

Quante volte avrebbe desiderato di vederla dinanzi viva e reale, piuttosto che averla sempre fissa nel pensiero, piuttosto che dover trovarsi, giorno e notte, in compagnia di quella gorma vana, terribile, impassibile!

Né una lettera, né due, né un volume intiero potrebbero bastare per tutto quello che avrei da dirvi, per tutto quello che avrei da chiedervi; ed è necessario ch'io tenga viva sempre la speranza di rivedervi, di passare un po' di tempo con voi, perché il ricordo della vostra amicizia non sia triste e cocente per me nella misura stessa in cui mi è caro.

Ma il buon vescovo, non senza un certo risentimento, rispose: - sono mie anime, e forse non vedramo mai più la mia faccia; e non volete che gli abbracci?

You have ruined me. I didn't realize how much I longed for the company of others until I had your words. When they are gone, the nights are darker. The silence is loud and bottomless, and I am empty. I miss them, my beloved Sunday, and I miss you.

That night I lay in bed, remembering the moment when her hand touched mine. I wondered what it would be like to have her touch me not by accident, to maybe have her let me touch her.

You will wake only if kissed by a young man who is truly your love, truly your destiny, one who would walk miles and face torturous tests to find you.

This is where he should say that he is in love with me, that I have changed his life and that he loves me for it. But he doesn't. Is it because he is shy? Or because he is too young to say such a thing? Or is it merely because he does not love me? The worst of it is, I am falling in love with him.

True love would look a second time. True love would not be thwarted. True love would not accept no for an answer. He would search the world and certainly look again and again in every cottage in Euphrasia until he finds you.

I am a prisoner of love.