Quotes About Longing

Mizeria mea este de a voi s? fiu înÅŸelat în dragoste pentru a avea motive în plus s? suf?r. Numai in iubire poÅ£i vedea ce dec?zut eÅŸti. C?ci acela care a privit moartea în fa?? mai poate iubi? Åži-ar putea muri el din cauza iubirii?

Ultima nostalgie: a te duce la fund cu soarele

Suntem un popor prea bun, prea cumsecade È™i prea aÈ™ezat. Nu pot iubi decât o Românie în delir.

All my life, I have lived with the feeling that I have been kept from my true place. If the expression "metaphysical exile" had no meaning, my existence alone would afford it one.

Deep in his heart, man aspires to rejoin the condition he had before consciousness. History is merely the detour he takes to get there.

She meant absolutely nothing to me. Realizing, suddenly, after so many years, that whatever happens i shall never see her again, I nearly collapsed. We understand what death is only by suddenly remembering the face of someone who has been a matter of indifference to us.

Gdziekolwiek si? rusz? - to samo odczucie nieprzynale?no?ci, bezu?ytecznej gry. Udaj? zainteresowanie czym?, co mnie zupe?nie nie obchodzi, kr?c? si? tu i tam, ale nigdy nie jestem "w ?rodku", w ?adnym okre?lonym miejscu. To, co mnie przyci?ga, znajduje si? gdzie? indziej, czym za? owo "gdzie indziej" jest - nie wiem.

The more injured you are by time, the more you seek to escape it.

What attracts me is elsewhere, and I don't know what that elsewhere is.

Man is not content to be man. But he doesn't know what to revert to, nor how to recover a state of which he has no clear memory. His nostalgia for it is the basis of his being, and it is by such nostalgia he communicates with all that remains of what is oldest in himself.

The same feeling of not belonging, of futility, wherever I go: I pretend interest in what matters nothing to me, I bestir myself mechanically or out of charity, without ever being caught up, without ever being somewhere. What attracts me is elsewhere, and I don't know where that elsewhere is.

Qué crimen o qué dolor es un beso cuando es sólo un beso!

Tanto valeva che non si fossero risvegliati dal loro sonno secolare – mormorò il signor Holker con un lungo sospiro, prendendo posto nello scompartimento del carrozzone.

Catherine Earnshaw, may you not rest as long as I am living. You said I killed you--haunt me then. The murdered do haunt their murderers. I believe--I know that ghosts have wandered the earth. Be with me always--take any form--drive me mad. Only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you! Oh, God! It is unutterable! I cannot live without my life! I cannot live without my soul!

If you ever looked at me once with what I know is in you, I would be your slave.

I'm wearying to escape into that glorious world, and to be always there: not seeing it dimly through tears, and yearning for it through the walls of an aching heart: but really with it, and in it.

Nelly, I am Heathcliff - he's always, always in my mind - not as a pleasure, any more then I am always a pleasure to myself - but, as my own being.

And I pray one prayer--I repeat it till my tongue stiffens--Catherine Earnshaw, may you not rest as long as I am living! You said I killed you--haunt me, then!...Be with me always--take any form--drive me mad! only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you!

Once drinking deep of that divinest anguish,How could I seek the empty world again?

Morning without you is a dwindled dawn.

The Heart wants what it wants - or else it does not care

Love's stricken "why"Is all that love can speak—Built of but just a syllableThe hugest hearts that break.

I miss him in so many ways, but right now I miss him in the way you always miss someone when you're single among a room full of couples.

I miss us, too. I always have, and probably always will