Quotes About Longing

Los Angeles, give me some of you! Los Angeles come to me the way I came to you, my feet over your streets, you pretty town I loved you so much, you sad flower in the sand, you pretty town!

Evanlyn could have kissed her.

Wat een bijzonder meisje,' zei Thorn zachtjes. 'Als ik een paar jaar jonger was...' 'Dan was je nog steeds oud genoeg om haar vader te zijn,' maakte Lydia zijn zin voor hem af.

Ze wist al aan welk prettig ding ze zou denken als Keren weer aan kwam zetten met zijn steen.

If you forget everything else about me, please remember this. I walked down that street and I never looked back and I love you. I love you. I love you so much that I shall hate you for ever for today.

It was such a spring day as breathes into a man an ineffable yearning, a painful sweetness, a longing that makes him stand motionless, looking at the leaves or grass, and fling out his arms to embrace he knows not what.

He might wish and wish and never get it - the beauty and the loving in the world!

Love! Beyond meaure - beyond death - it nearly kills. But one wouldn't have been without it.

the wind has a purpose - to rattle the window panes, disturb the cat and make me miss you ...

He heard her in his heart - whispering from the mist

everything is gone except traces of you inside me - and the years like the wind are sweeping those away ...

that yearning inside you that seeks for fulfillment - does it still burn?...

what is the meaning of La Belle Dame Sans Merci? - have you never been enthralled? enchantment that is unrequited desolates the soul...

this longing inside me that never goes away, must be a poem...must be you ...

I'm constantly agitated, restless - I work moments like worry beads until I see your face...

my heart rides the wind and my thoughts sail away - to a land below the horizon where I know you hide from me...

The heart mourns people and places and returns to them in dreams...

I'm the last person to ask about unrequited love - I've run away to the Moon and fled to its valleys...

loving a fairy lady with a magic song will leave you desolate on a cold hillside ... but from there you can see the stars...

I will find once again the light of your beauty - your colored windows in the night...

surely by now you must know: It's love; it's love—but will there ever be good news?...

sorrow binds us - I will always cherish you - my only disillusionment is unspoken words ...

I send my words to you over the ether net like a message in a bottle...

I looked in the window, wanting to stay - it rained, yet I remained...because you were so lovely...