Quotes About Longing

Increase and widen your desires until nothing but reality can fulfill them. It is not desire that is wrong, but its narrowness and smallness. Desire is devotion. By all means, be devoted to the real, the infinite, the eternal heart of being. Transform desire into love. All you want is to be happy. All your desires, whatever they may be, are expressions of your longing for happiness. Basically, you wish yourself well.

It is only when you are satiated with the changeable and long for the unchangeable that you are ready for turning around and stepping into what can be described (when seen from the level of the mind) as emptiness and darkness.

There isn't a particle of you that I don't know, remember, and want.

It's like living near a bakery but never eating any bread. Every day you walk the streets, the smell of it in your nose, your stomach growling, but no matter how many corners you turn, you can never enter the actual store. The

Yet part of her life seemed gone, a voice of love from the other end of a telephone was missing.

I've never been the one. Not for anybody." He closed the distance between them. "You'll get used to it." He tipped her face up to his, kissed her. "Why? Why am I the one?" "Because my life opened up, and it flooded with color when you walked back into it.

When I moved to New York, I fell head over heels back into country music and probably 'cause I missed something about Texas.

My heart is drenched in wine. You'll be on my mind. Forever

he hadn't wanted to go through life heartsick for something he could not have.

Gratification kills desire. And constant gratification kills it permanently

O dearest Warsaw of my youth, Which encompassed the whole of my world! If only for a moment and in the dark I wish to catch a glimpse Of the ashes and the flowers Of that good past.10

The best love affairs are those we never had

The only faithfulness people have is to emotions they're trying to recapture

It was a standard fantasy when you fell in love to imagine you could go back in time and find your beloved growing up, appear there, save him or her, get together as adolescents, by magic, and go on together, fighting for one another, into old age, never wavering.

Philosophy is properly home-sickness the wish to be everywhere at home.

Philosophy is really nostalgia, the desire to be at home.

Philosophy is really homesickness: the urge to be at home everywhere.

Longing for Death Down into the womb of the earth, Out of the kingdom of light, Anger, pain, and a savage blow Signal the happy departure.

Qué es lo que nos retiene aún aquí? Los amados descansan hace tiempo. En su tumba termina nuestra vida; miedo y dolor invaden nuestra alma. Ya no tenemos nada que buscar –harto está el corazón–, vacío el mundo.

Hinüber wall ich, Und jede Pein Wird einst ein Satchel Der Wollust sein. Noch wenig Zeiten, So bin ich los, Und liege trunken Der Lieb' im Schoß

Bird misses everything at once. One thing makes her want all the others— lived or not, still she misses them. She misses lives she has never lived— days issued out of the future , hours that will never be.

Wanting so mostly rarely withstands the presence of the thing we want. Say why.

The wait is long, my dream of you does not end.

Permanence, I once copied down from a magazine, is what we all want when we can love and can be loved; change is what we want when we cannot.