Quotes About Longing

That was the problem with getting used to people - you had to miss them when they were gone.

After all, suffering, though of course unwanted, has its uses. Without it we would be like the gods, never longing for release from sa?s?ra.

Cómo puede un ser fugaz apegarse a otro ser fugaz?, pues no volverá a ver a su ser amado en miles de nacimientos.

The moment I see u I am Always thinking of u Every second of my Life I am Just Missing u... Try 2 feel my Love What I had feel for u My Heart is beating always Just 2 say I Love U...

Sometimes I need what only you can provide: your absence.

All I want is a little more than I'll ever get.

Every time my mind wanders ,it wanders straight to you

There were vast spaces in which his spirit could reach out, touching this, possessing that, of a million crowding sensations, but gradually at first, then rapidly, he had found himself reaching out to ever-receding mirages, alone in a void. He

One day you're going to remember me and how much I loved you... then you're going to hate yourself for letting me go.

I go to sleep alone, and wake up alone. I take walks. I work until I'm tired. I watch the wind play with the trash that's been under the snow all winter. Everything seems simple until you think about it. Why is love intensified by abscence?

Why is love intensified by absence?

It's hard being left behind. (...) It's hard to be the one who stays.

You deserve to need me, not to have me.

Of course I regret not having been able to spend time with my family.

I miss the girl I was, and I wish I could tell her that. But she got hurt really bad and I've been waiting such a long time for her to be okay again. I bet she never dreamed she would live so long, or do the things she can do now. I wish I could tell her what she'd grow up to be, how strange and beautiful and unexpected she'd be. She'd probably feel a lot better if she knew. The sky and the stars are brilliant, and I think of how much she would have loved this.

How do I live without the ones I love? Time still turns the pages of the book its burned. Place and time always on my mind. I have so much to say but your so far away.

Hume to ab bhi wo gujra jamana yaad aata hai, Tum hi kyo koi deewana yaad aata hai

The real subject of this Book of the Wilderness, I suggest, is the longing of the people of Israel to learn directly from God, by learning something new about the Torah, about the world and themselves. What they are developing in their skeptical discourse is a language of imaginative truth, in which the fantasies of return to Egypt will be brought into connection with the miracles of Exodus. In them, traumatic suffering and traumatic revelation seek some subjective expression.

You were everything, everything that I wanted. We were meant to be, supposed to be, but we lost it. And all of the memories, so close to me, just fade away. All this time you were pretending. So much for my happy ending.

Travel is impossible, but daydreaming about travel is easy.

Getting over her had been impossible. A day hadn't gone by that he hadn't thought of her, yearned for her. Sometimes he felt as if he couldn't breathe if he didn't see her again. He'd had to come back to make things right no matter how it ended.

He had to have this woman, knew his life would be worthless without her. The raging heat of that knowledge raced through his veins, stronger than desire, hotter than the passion that caught fire between them.

He wanted her more than he wanted his next breath.

He breathed in the mesmerizing scent, knowing that if he touched her, if he turned her to face him, if he looked into those bottomless green eyes, he would be lost forever.