Quotes About Longing

Why am I always the bridesmaid,Never the blushing bride?

My beloved put in his hand by the hole of the door, and my bowels were moved for him.

We'll always have Paris.

Alas, my Love! ye do me wrongTo cast me off discourteously:And I have loved you so long,Delighting in your company.

There is a tavern in the town,And there my true love sits him down,And drinks his wine with laughter and with glee,And never, never thinks of me.

Half of my heart is deployed.

How You Gonna Keep 'Em Down on the Farm After They've Seen Paree?

As cold waters to a thirsty soul, so is good news from a far country.

Within you I lose myself... Without you I find myself Wanting to be lost again.

Oh that my words were now written! oh that they were printed in a book!

I dropped a tear in the ocean. The day you find it is the day I will stop missing you.

Thou hast given him his heart's desire.

Return, return, O Shulamite.

My soul thirsteth for thee, my flesh longeth for thee in a dry and thirsty land, where no water is.

The mother of Sisera looked out at a window, and cried through the lattice, Why is his chariot so long in coming? why tarry the wheels of his chariots?

Many prophets and kings have desired to see those things which ye see, and have not seen them; and to hear those things which ye hear, and have not heard them.

As the hart panteth after the water brooks, so panteth my soul after thee, O God.My soul thirsteth for God, for the living God.

Hope deferred maketh the heart sick: but when the desire cometh, it is a tree of life.

Jerusalem, my happy home,When shall I come to thee?When shall my sorrows have an end?Thy joys when shall I see?

Love me little, love me long,Is the burden of my song.

And I said, Oh that I had wings like a dove! for then would I fly away, and be at rest.

My love for you is mixed throughout my body…So hurry to see your lady,like a stallion on the track,or like a falcon swooping down to its papyrus marsh.Heaven sends down the love of heras a flame falls in the hay.

I have somewhat against thee, because thou hast left thy first love.

To the hungry soul every bitter thing is sweet.