Quotes About Longing

Queen, goodbye forever! Your wings were sunbeams, and my feet are clay I'll never be well if I don't get to bed I never was well unless I was stretched out across the universe.

But the horror that's destroying me today is less noble and more corrosive. It's a longing to be free of wanting to have thoughts, a desire to never have been anything, a conscious despair in every cell of my soul's body. It's the sudden feeling of being imprisoned in an infinite cell. Where can one think of fleeing, if the cell is everything?

Cansado do universo e sociedade, Da abstracção que não finda o que é fundo Do meu fatal pôr-olhos sobre o mundo, Pobre de amor e rico de ansiedade, Já nada me seduz nem me persuade.

Saudades, só portugueses Conseguem senti-las bem. Porque têm essa palavra Para dizer que as têm.

Everything belongs to someone else, except the pain of not having it.

what I am aches in me.

Dusk shrouds the long and useless day. Even the hope it denied us crumbles To nothing . . . Life is a drunken beggar Holding out his hand to his own shadow.

At the end of this day there remains what was left behind of yesterday and what will be left behind of tomorrow: the insatiable, innumerable longing to be always the same and always other.

I don't remember my mother. She died when I was one year old. My distracted and callous sensibility comes from the lack of that warmth and from my useless longing after kisses I don't remember.

I have an anguished, painful need to speak with you.

I never tried to be anything other than a dreamer. I never paid any attention to people who told me to go out and live. I belonged always to whatever was far from me and to whatever I could never be. Anything that was not mine, however base, always seemed to be full of poetry.

no nostalgia hurts as much as nostalgia for things that never existed!

Ho vissuto tanto senza aver vissuto! Ho pensato tanto senza aver pensato! Mondi di violenze immobili, di avventure trascorse senza movimento, pesano su di me. Sono stanco di ciò che non ho mai avuto e che non avrò, stanco di Dei che non esistono. Porto con me le ferite di tutte le battaglie che ho evitato. Il mio corpo è dolorante per lo sforzo che non ho nemmeno pensato di fare.

It's human to want what we need, and it's human to desire what we don't need but find desirable.

The truth is, though, that the things we love most, or think we love, only have their full value when we merely dream them.

The only thing I've loved is nothing at all. The only thing I've desired is what I couldn't even imagine. All I asked of life is that it go on by without my feeling it. All I demanded of love is that it never stop being a distant dream.

Nothing satisfies me, nothing consoles me; everything that has been and that hasn't been jades me. I don't want to have my soul and don't want to renounce it. I want what I don't want and renounce what I don't have. I can't be nothing nor be everything: I'm the bridge between what I don't have and what I don't want.

I love you the way I love the sunset or the moonlight: I want the moment to remain, but all I want to possess in it is the sensation of possessing it.

Romantizm hastal??? budur iÅŸte: sanki sahip olman?n bir yolu varm?? gibi Ay'a göz dikmek.

I'm so cold, so weary in my abandonment. Go and find my Mother, O Wind.

Twice in my adolescence – which I feel so remotely it seems like someone else's story that I read or was told – I enjoyed the humiliating pain of being in love.

A doçura de não ter família nem companhia, esse suave gosto como o do exílio, em que sentimos o orgulho do desterro esbater-nos em volúpia incerta a vaga inquietação de estar longe

Vi-te a dizer um adeus A alguém que se despedia, E quase implorei dos céus Que eu partisse qualquer dia.

Divan beše moj ljubljeni, a melanholi?an.