Quotes About Longing

How horrid was the chance of slipping into the ground instead of into your arms -- the difference is amazing Love. Death must come at last; Man must die, as Shallow says; but before that is my fate I fain would try what more pleasures than you have given, so sweet a creature as you can give.

Everything that reminds me of her goes through me like a spear.

My love has made me selfish. I cannot exist without you. I am forgetful of everything but seeing you again -- my Life seems to stop there -- I see no further. You have absorb'd me. I have a sensation at the present moment as though I was dissolving -- I should be exquisitely miserable without the hope of soon seeing you.

I would have borne it as I would bear death if fate was in that humour: but I should as soon think of choosing to die as to part from you.

A clammy dew is beading on my brow, At mere remembering her pale laugh, and curse. "Ha! ha! Sir Dainty! there must be a nurse Made of rose leaves and thistledown, express, To cradle thee my sweet, and lull thee: yes, I am too flinty-hard for thy nice touch: My tenderest squeeze is but a giant's clutch.

Knowing well that my life must be passed in fatigue and and trouble, I have been endeavouring to wean myself from you: for to myself alone what can be much of a misery? As far as they regard myself I can despise all events: but I cannot cease to love you.

O, the sweetness of the pain! Give me those lips again! Enough! Enough! It is enough for me To dream of thee!

In ancient days by emperor and clown: Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home, She stood in tears amid the alien corn; The same that oft-times hath Charm'd magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn. 70

I may see you at a greater distance, I may not be able to appropriate you so closely to myself. Were you to loose a favorite bird from the cage, how would your eyes ache after it as long as it was in sight; when out of sight you would recover a little.

Yet can I think of thee till thought is blind

Why did you step out of my life, you minx? Your new hair-do is fascinating and cosmopolitan." He snatched at her pigtail and pressed it to his wet moustache, kissing it vigorously. "The scent of soot and carbon in your hair excites me with suggestions of glamorous Gotham. We must leave immediately. I must go flower in Manhattan.

I got up alone the next morning in the darkness, and kissed my children good-by as they lay asleep in their beds.... [F]or the first time there was brought home to me a tiny part of that vast human misery summed up under the term of war-time separations. During the next four years, I was destined to see my children only on rare and brief occasions; and it was a loss which no victories, no reparations, no acquisitions of power could ever make good.

The feeling of sleepiness when you are not in bed, and can't get there, is the meanest feeling in the world.

Delhi is my emotional home. I still dream of owning a home there.

I get homesick a lot. That can make me so emotional that I sometimes feel like crying- but never in front of anyone. No way!

I can be an emotional eater. Of late, I have been doing that, yes. It started when I was very little. My brothers were gone on tour a lot, and I would miss them so much.

What you really value is what you miss, not what you have.

To die of yearning for something you will never experience

To experience a little hunger now and then can be a beautiful reminder of the deeper hunger of our souls.

In my experience what I'm hearing from people now is that they're just desperate to hear about something else.

Many grievers experience intense yearning or longing after a death - more than they experience, say, denial.

It is easy to despise what you cannot get

I cannot sing the old songs, I sang long years ago, For heart and voice would fail me, And foolish tears would flow.

We are born with a lingering hunger We are born to be unsatisfied We are strangers who can't help but wander And dream about the other side.