Quotes About Longing

I have already enjoyed too much; give me something to desire.

Every man is rich or poor according to the proportion between his desires and his enjoyments; any enlargement of wishes is therefore equally destructive to happiness with the diminution of possession, and he that teaches another to long for what he never shall obtain is no less an enemy to his quiet than if he had robbed him of part of his patrimony.

His wish still continued, but his hope grew less.

ALDERLIEVEST  (ALDERLI'EVEST)   adj. superl.[from ald, alder, old, elder, and lieve, dear, beloved.]Most beloved; which has held the longest possession of the heart. The mutual conference that my mind hath had,By day, by night, waking, and in my dreams,In courtly company, or at my beads,With you, mine alderlievest sovereign;Makes me the bolder to salute my kingWith ruder terms.Shakesp.Henry VI. p.

A man's desire is for the woman, but the woman's desire is rarely other than for the desire of the man.

Ere I was old? Ah woeful Ere, Which tells me, Youth's no longer here! O Youth! for years so many and sweet, 'Tis known that Thou and I were one, I'll think it but a fond conceit-- It cannot be that Thou art gone!

Because I liked having your head in my lap too much. Remember that?" "No.

I've come back for you, my love, my life. Let me look at you, keep you, never let go of you.

She sighed and lifted her hand to run it along the edge of his lip. You want to stay here, in the employees' quarters? Wouldn't you be a little out of place? If you're here,it will be the Taj Mahal.

There's a special kind of man who plants a tree when he knows he'll move on before it's big enough for him to sit in it's shade.

That sense of the world being the lack of something dogged him for years, and when it stopped dogging him, he felt unmoored.

El amor es como una borrachera. Cuando uno tiene la botella al lado se siente feliz. Pero luego se acaba, uno se duerme y al otro día se despierta con dolor. Después uno promete no volver a tomar... ¿Todavía la quiere?

Sweet mother, I cannot weave – slender Aphrodite has overcome me with longing for a girl.

You came and I was longing for you. You cooled a heart that burned with desire.

you came and I was crazy for you and you cooled my mind that burned with longing

Once again love drives me on, that loosener of limbs, bittersweet creature against which nothing can be done.

you burn me

In fact she herself once blamed me Kyprogeneia because I prayed this word: I want.

I should have loved,' Hal said after a very long silence. Neville's eyes filled with tears. ' Aye. You Should have loved.

I used to think I preferred getting old to the alternative, but now I'm not sure. Sometimes the momotony of bingo and sing-alongs and ancient dusty people parked in teh hallway in wheelchairs makes me long for death. Particularly when I rememver that I'm one of the ancient dusty people, filed away like some worthless tchotchke.

Then I lie down on the horse blanket and drift into a dream about Marlena that will probably cost me my soul.

Sometimes the monotony of bingo and sing alongs, ancient dusty people parked in the hallway in wheelchairs makes me long for death, particularly when -- remember that I'm one of the ancient dusty people, filed away like some worthless chotski.

I want her to melt into me, like butter on toast. I want to absorb her and walk around for the rest of my days with her encased in my skin.

But it wasn't long before the old familiar discontent started creeping up on me. I suppose it was always there, somewhere in the background. All I've done, my whole life, is keep it temporarily at bay.