Quotes About Longing

If I had a dollar for every minute I thought of you I'd be a millionaire, if I had a dollar for every time I cried over you I'd be a billionaire.

I would rather be able to appreciate things I can not have than to have things I am not able to appreciate.

A real man gives up one night stands for a woman he can't stand one night without.

Can we go inside, Eve?" She inhaled quietly at the way his voice wrapped around her name. One deep syllable that had always made her wish she was called something longer and more complicated. Genevieve or Isabella. Something that would take him full seconds to say so she could feel it rumble over her skin.

But she'd begged before. She'd gotten on her knees and begged God to let things work out for them. To let her have what she wanted. And then...to let her forget she'd ever wanted it. She knew what begging sounded like. Weak and broken and so desperate you wished you were dead.

I have lived with you and loved you, and now you are gone. Gone where I cannot follow, until I have finished all of my days.

One I love is taken from me, we will never walk together over the fields of earth, never hear the birds in the morning. Oh, how I have lived with you and loved you, and now you are gone away. Gone where I cannot follow, until I have finished all my days.

What I wanted was a simple response. I didn't want to feel, that was too difficult. I wanted to hurt, I wanted real, tangible, physical pain. That I could understand.

For the first time in years, Dara wanted to live.

I desperately want a dog, but I've been told I travel too much, and I'm not allowed to have a dog.

I quietly quaffed my cognac, discreetly admiring Lana's legs. Longer than the Bible and a hell of a lot more fun, they stretched forever, like an Indian yogi or an American highway shimmering through the Great Plains or the southwestern desert. Her legs demanded to be looked at and would not take no, non, nein, nyet, or even maybe for an answer.

What the song expressed so perfectly from lyric to melody was unrequited love, and we men of the south loved nothing more than unrequited love, cracked hearts our primary weakness after cigarettes, coffee, and cognac.

For her, he swallowed the black tea of exile.

I feared death and I loved life. I yearned to live long enough to smoke one more cigarette, drink one more drink, experience seven more seconds of obscene bliss, and then, perhaps, but most likely not, I could die.

So I fell in love with Phi Phi, a harmless enough emotion. I was wont to fall in love two or three times a year and was now well past due.

After love, was sadness not the most common noun in our lyrical repertoire? Did we salivate for sadness, or had we on learned to enjoy what we were forced to eat?

I feared death and I loved life. I yearned to live long enough to smoke one more cigarette, drink one more drink, experience seven more seconds of obscene bliss, and then, perhaps, but most likely not, I could die. All

Am i a photograph you gaze at in moments of weakness? You ordered me off my knees into your arms Wasn't to beg that I knelt; only to see you once from below.

The burning ambition of my life was to marry her one day. The consuming worry of my life was to whether she would agree.

Ask him why there are hypocrites in the world.' 'Because it is hard to bear the happiness of others.' 'When are we happy?' 'When we desire nothing and realize that possession is only momentary, and so are forever playing.' 'What is regret?' 'To realize that one has spent one's life worrying about the future.' 'What is sorrow?' 'To long for the past.' 'What is the highest pleasure?' 'To hear a good story.

ghazal that he had heard Saeeda Bai sing, but, oddly

Every object strives for its proper place. A book seeks to be near its truest admirer. Just as this helpless moth seeks to be near the candle that infatuates him.

A happy man is one who wants what he has. An unhappy man gets what he wants but never stops wanting.

Absence never makes the heart grow fonder because those who are out of sight are out of mind.