Quotes About Longing

Hope says: one day you will see her, if you will only wait. Despair says: all you have left of her is your bitterness. Beat, heart…The earth has not swallowed everything.

Quiso el poeta recordar a solas, las ondas bien amadas, la luz de los cabellos que él llamaba en sus rimas rubias olas. Leyó... la letra mata: no se acordaba de ellos... Y un día -como tantos-, al aspirar un día aromas de una rosa que en el rosal se abría, brotó como una llama la luz de los cabellos que él en sus madrigales llamaba rubias olas, brotó, porque un aroma igual tuvieron ellos... Y se alejó en silencio para llorar a solas.

Los caminitos blancos se cruzan y se alejan, buscando los dispersos caseríos del valle y de la sierra. Caminos de los campos... ¡Ay, ya no puedo caminar con ella!

I knew very well I couldn't give you many things you desired, but then neither will any other woman because what you want doesn't exist and you don't know how to want what's closest to you.

He wasn't asking for a lasting future without distress, only a moment to look at her, hear her voice.

Yes, I will go. I would rather grieve over your absence than over you.

I would ask something more of this world, if it had something more.

My poverty is not complete: it lacks me.

He who makes a paradise of his bread makes a hell of his hunger.

One learns not to need by needing.

Yes, I will go. I would rather grieve over your absence than over you. – Antonio Porchia, Voices . Translated by W.S. Merwin. (Copper Canyon Press; Bilingual edition April 1, 2003)

Por qué no será posible que las cosas que uno más quiere se queden para siempre con uno?

Literature for me isn't a workaday job, but something which involves desires, dreams and fantasy.

Ma anche se pensò così non si sentì rassicurato, sentì invece una grande nostalgia, di cosa non saprebbe dirlo, ma era una grande nostalgia di una vita passata e di una vita futura, sostiene Pereira.

È stato come se sotto i piedi mi si fosse aperta una voragine fatta di tempo e io vi sono sprofondato dentro e ti ho raggiunta, perché non ci si può opporre alla fotografia di un giornale spiegazzato macchiato d'insalata, ho dato una spolveratina al velo di terriccio che ricopriva i tuoi occhi e lì, dove tu sei, sono tornato anche io.

Totta on niin kuin sanotaan, että sitä kauan kaipaa mitä nuorena on kokenut.

Most people seek after what they do not possess and are enslaved by the very things they want to acquire.

If I should never see him again—she thought, Blessed Mother, how could I live, and yet it was the fear of seeing him again which had driven her to this desperate haste. The fear that if he were there so near her she

No matter how dutiful one tried to feel, it was impossible to be sad at leaving this behind, not when the blood ran hot and rich in the veins, and when out in the world there were all the untried beckoning enchantments : dancing, sensuous music, merriment - and love.

Bir kalbin var." dedi bir iç çekiÅŸle. "Benimki soldu ve öldü.

For a little while when we were lovers I breathed the air from the high places where love comes from, and I can't no more come down.

Love, like reputation, once fled, never returns more.

Possessed with a thousand thoughts of past joys

No friend to Love like a long voyage at sea.