Quotes About Longing

But now what chance had she? At seventeen, Claire saw life stretching endlessly before her, arid and hopeless. As

Estoy en el punto donde ya no toco a la vida, pero tengo en mí todos los apetitos y la titilación insistente del ser. Sólo tengo una ocupación: rehacerme.

El hombre necesita del misterio como del pan y el aire, necesita de las casas embrujadas, de las personas innombrables, de las calles sin retorno que hay que esquivar.

If no love is, ah God, what feel I so?

Lake Como, she said the little name to herself lingeringly. He had described a marble palace amongst cypress trees, had made her feel that she was there with him listening to the lap of the water, the singing of a nightingale, the love serenade of a boatman on the lake. Piangi, piangi fanciulla, he had sung for them the first line. She hadn't known that he could sing.

Because he loved and lusted and floundered, while she did not, she would be forever free.

Inevitably, a story about Soviet food is a chronicle of longing, of unrequited desire. So what happens when some of your most intense culinary memories involve foods you hadn't actually tasted? Memories of imaginings, of received histories; feverish collective yearning produced by seventy years of geopolitical isolation and scarcity...

That trip was like all my life, distilled: a compulsion to thrust myself toward adventure, offset by a longing to crawl into the pouch of some benevolent kangaroo who would take me bounding, protected, through life.

Sex that accomplishes this kind of transfiguration is a drug. It is not an easy thing to deny yourself once you know exactly where to get it.

Grief is another world. Like the carnal world, it is one where reason doesn't work. Logically, I knew that the person I'd lost was not fully formed, that he was the possibility of a person. But without him I was gutted. If my baby could not somehow be returned to me, nothing would ever be right again. This bitter winter would go on forever.

Sólo hay una fuerza motriz: el deseo.

I love him, oh! I love him; but he won't let himself be loved.

Have you ever been struck by a sudden desire for - soup?

What heart, what soul, what bollocks could long endure this plight, having no one to shag in the middle of the night?

It is of the nature of desire not to be satisfied, and most men live only for the gratification of it.

Man is his desire.

What affirmation and denial are in the case of thinking, pursuit and avoidance are in the case of longing for something.

Le début de l'amour, c'est toujours lorsque non seulement on est heureux de la présence de la personne qu'on chérit, mais qu'on l'aime rien que de souvenir, quand elle est absente.

I want to deceive him just long enough to make him want me..

It is always the man who has tasted life who demands more of it.

However much the universe and its mysteries might call him, this was where he was born and where he belonged. It would never satisfy him, yet always he would return. He had gone half-way across the Galaxy to learn this simple truth.

He knew now that when power and ambition and curiosity were satisfied, there still were left the longings of the heart.

He knew now that when power and ambition and curiosity were satisfied, there still were left the longings of the heart. No one had really lived until they had achieved that synthesis of love and desire which he had never dreamed existed until he came to Lys. He

Isn't that human nature? Most of the time we want it to be better. When it's as good as it can be, we want it to last forever)