Quotes About Longing

And maybe if I gaze into the sun long enough, it will blind me into believing in love once more.

Distance is not for the fearful, it is for the bold. It's for those who are willing to spend a lot of time alone in exchange for a little time with the one they love. It's for those knowing a good thing when they see it, even if they don't see it nearly enough.

Love looks like everything I've ever lost come back to me.

Your mind does things to my body that your hands never could.

There is one kind of prison where the man is behind bars, and everything that he desires is outside; and there is another kind where the things are behind the bars, and the man is outside.

I'm walking walking walking to where the sun is setting. I'm looking at it and wanting to catch it in my hand and to be squeezing until color are dripping out from it forever. That way everywhere it is always dark and nobody is ever having to see any of the terrible thing that is happening in this world.

I failed her. And she's out of my life. I don't even know where she's living. What she's doing to get through the days. And I miss her. Every single day, I miss her.

It's only hunting you that keeps me from being you.

It's sinful with him and lonely without him.

To be your friend was all I ever wanted; to be your lover was all I ever dreamed.

And it seemed to me that longing was everything, longing is all we are.

We long for a life we never had but of which we seem to have a clear memory; a life in wich there is no longing.

And yet, I am left with a kind of sadness that I can't quite explain.

If I loved someone, I could never let him go away from me. I would be too miserable and lonely.

Era quello l'amore, quello che provava in quel momento, quell'ansia palpitante, quella sete inestinguibile di lei, quella pace profonda dell'anima e allo stesso tempo quell'inquietudine incontrollabile, quella felicita e quella paura.

Toward an eternal aspiration for vague things.

And I shall watch the ferry boats, and they'll get high, On a bluer ocean against tomorrow's sky, And I will never grow so old again, And I will walk and talk, in gardens all wet with rain. - Sweet Thing

I miss you so much, I can't stand it Feels like my heart is breaking in two My head says no, but my soul demands it And everything I do, reminds me of you

It's always times like these when I think of you and I wonder if you ever think of me.

Your kisses are thieves which leave me wanting nothing.

The first time he saw her she reminded him a distant memory of falling from a height.

There seemed to be nothing left in the world, for I felt that Roland had taken with him all my future and Edward all my past.

Like no one else... you share that part of my mind that associates itself mostly with ideal things and places... The impression thinking about you gives me is very closely linked with that given me by a lonely hillside or a sunny afternoon... or books that have meant more to me than I can explain... This is grand, but still it isn't enough for this world... The earthly and obvious part of me longs to see and touch you and realise you as tangible.

She seemed to have waited so long to hear those words that for a moment the earth stood still, and the moon, the trees, the grotesque shadows across the heath, became in that instant transfixed in her memory. How shall I bear this exquisite happiness? It is too much: it will destroy me.