Quotes About Longing

also, i wanted to kiss you, said lola. come here, said emmett.

Bea did not want a new mother. She'd hardly even seen the one she once had, except for glimpses out the window when her mother was climbing into a carriage to go off to a party. She'd been as beautiful as an angel, all sparkling and laughing in her lovely gowns, but not much use.

Mutual interests and mutual passion were all very well as far as they went, he thought, but they were no longer enough. He needed more from Prudence. He wanted her to love him. The extent of his need for her love made him uneasy, but he could no longer deny it.

There was something so primal and hungry about the way he stared down at her..the way their bodies unconsciously strained toward one another as if nothing - not even time, not distance, not even death- could ever keep them apart.

once a man has tasted strong drink, he finds wine insipid

O love! love! love! Is there any sorrow in life like loving?

Desiring something that you cannot possess is but a fruitless voyage.

He that lives on hope will die fasting.

AÅŸk ilk gunku gibi kalabilir,heyecan da oyle.Aylar da gecse yillar da gecse.Hayat insana bikkinlik verecek kadar uzun degildir.

Next to your beloved, Khayyam, how alone you are! Now that she is gone, you can take refuge in her.

So sind meine Berge nun mal: vereinen Heimatverbundenheit und Fernweh, sind Ort der Zuflucht und der Durchreise, ein Land, in dem Milch und Honig fließt, aber auch Blut. Weder Paradies noch Hölle. Fegefeuer.

daha önce görmüÅŸtüm, daha önce yapm??t?m, daha önce gerçekleÅŸtirmiÅŸtim duygusu ile clara'y? öpmedim hiç, hatta elini bile tutmad?m! aÅŸk, el deÄŸmemiÅŸ olarak kalabilir, heyecan da öyle. aylar da geçse, y?llar da geçse! hayat, insana b?kk?nl?k verecek kadar uzun deÄŸil!

Ä°nsan özlemini çektiÄŸi sevinçlere ulaÅŸamad??? zaman s?k?l?r.

Tant que j'étais là-bas, je me sentais incapable de partir. Maintenant que je suis loin, je me sens totalement incapable de revenir. Je suis comme le rescapé d'un naufrage. J'avais du mal à sauter du navire qui prenait l'eau, mais maintenant que je n'y suis plus, il ne me viendrait pas à l'esprit de remonter à son bord.

L'amour est soif au bord d'un puits, L'amour est fleur et non pas fruit »

Kendime kendim kadar yak?n hissettiÄŸim oysa sadece kitaplardan ve hayallerden bildiÄŸim bu topraklar? tan?may? öyle arzuluyordum ki!

il est des relations d'amour qui fonctionnent ainsi, sur le mode du manque et de l'éloignement. Tant qu'on est ailleurs, on peut maudire la séparation et vivre dans l'idée qu'il suffirait de se rejoindre. Une fois sur place, les yeux se dessillent : la distance préservait encore l'amour, si l'on abolit la distance on prend le risque d'abolir l'amour. »

L'amour est soif au bord d'un puits, L'amour est fleur et non pas fruit

Il est des relations d'amour qui fonctionnent ainsi, sur le mode du manque et de l'éloignement. Tant qu'on est ailleurs, on peut maudire la séparation et vivre dans l'idée qu'il suffirait de se rejoindre. Une fois sur place, les yeux se dessillent: la distance préservait encore l'amour, si l'on abolit la distance on prend le risque d'abolir l'amour.

Before pulling her veil back down, she lifted it a little more and cast a glance which Omar noticed, inhaled and tried to hold on to. It was a moment too fleet to be detected by the crowd but an eternity for the lover. Time has two faces, Khayyam said to himself. It has two dimensions, its length is measured by the rhythm of the sun but its depth by the rhythm of passion.

I found myself yearning for the time, no, not the time, for the life that has gone by.

One could never know anything except through desire, real desire, which was not the same thing as greed or lust; a pure, painful and primitive desire, a longing for everything that was not in oneself, a torment of the flesh, that carried one beyond the limits of one's mind to other times and other places, and even, if one was lucky, to a place where there was no border between oneself and one's image in the mirror.

Need is not transitive, one may need without oneself being needed.

Warish Shah I call out to you, Rise from your grave, speak out and turn, Another page of the Book of Love