Quotes About Longing

The hunger in our hearts was instantly filled.

When you touch a man's nostalgia, he is yours.

Luyi, it means 'all that you wish.' 

Mile after mile, all of it familiar, yet not, this distance that separates us, me from my mother.

Cómo apartarme nuevamente de tu imagen? ¿Quién que ocupase tu lugar podría dejar de ser más que un vil remedo? Te amo.Con un amor incapaz de crecer más en mi corazón.Es tan fuerte, que necesita expandirse y revelarse en mí de un solo golpe, en toda su magnitud.

Our love of each other was like two long shadows kissing without hope of reality.

He was now in that state of fire that she loved. She wanted to be burnt.

To think of him in the middle of the day lifts me out of ordinary living.

I'm awaiting a lover. I have to be rent and pulled apart and live according to the demons and the imagination in me. I'm restless. Things are calling me away. My hair is being pulled by the stars again.

I'm restless. Things are calling me away. My hair is being pulled by the stars again.

I feel a little like the moon who took possession of you for a moment and then returned your soul to you. You should not love me. One ought not to love the moon. If you come too near me, I will hurt you.

You are the only woman who ever answered the demands of my imagination.

When I am most deeply rooted, I feel the wildest desire to uproot myself.

The woman will sit eternally in the tall black armchair. I will be the one woman you will never have... excessive living weighs down the imagination: we will not live, we will only write and talk to swell the sails.

I can't let you go now. I want to go places with you; obscure little places, just to be able to say: here I came with her.

If I fall asleep, it is because I am overloaded. I sleep because one hour with Henry contains five years of my life, and one phrase, one caress answers the expectations of a hundred nights. When I hear him laugh, I say, I have heard Rabelais.. And I swallow his laughter like bread and wine.

We did not touch each other. We were both leaning over the abyss.

I dreamed you, I wished for your existence.

When you're in my arms, I know you're mine. But your feet are so swift, so swift, they carry you as lightly as wings, I never know where, too fast, too fast away from me.

I am like a winged creature who is too rarely allowed to use its wings. Ecstasies do not occur often enough.

We must avoid possession, he said. But, oh, let me kiss you.

Does she know I feel immobile and fixed, lost in her?

Anaïs, I could stay here all night writing you. I see you before me constantly, with your head down and your long lashes lying on your cheeks. And I feel very humble.

Whereas by desiring someone who would not desire her, she could allow this fire to burn and feel: how alive I am! I am capable of desire.