Quotes About Longing

I don't want to unlove you because I love you.

Some say that one-sided love is better than none, but like half a loaf of bread, it is likely to grow hard and moldy sooner.

The hardest thing about being an outcast isn't the love you don't receive. It's the love you long to give that nobody wants.

He had kissed her good night that night, and she had tasted like strawberry daiquiris, and he had never wanted to kiss anyone else again.

Love isn't who you can see yourself with. It's who you can't see yourself without.

Nights, sweet as they, Made short by lovers play, Yet long by the absence of the day.

The love that lasts longest is the love that is never returned.

Sometimes I wish that I was a bong hit, you'd let me in and you would love every minute.

Absence from those we love is self from self - a deadly banishment.

That I am your heart's secret fills me with song. I wish I could sing of you here in my cage. You are my heart's hidden poem. I reread you, memorize you every moment we're apart.

You can send people letters, and show them photos, but they can never come to visit where you live. Unless you love them. And then they can burn it down.

For sometimes you can't help but crave some ruin in what you love.

It is unbearably painful for the soul to love silently.

I loved you, and my love had no return, And therefore my true love has been my death.

I'm so proud the fans still sing my name, but I fear tomorrow they will stop. I fear it because I love it. And everything you love, you fear you will lose.

Do you believe in love after last sight?

The beginning of love is a horror of emptiness.

Woman is born for love, and it is impossible to turn her from seeking it.

A philosopher once noted that people long for immortality but run out of things to do on a rainy afternoon.

Love must wait; it must break one's bones.

and yet her name was like a summons to all my foolish blood.

I have forgotten your love, yet I seem to glimpse you in every window.

All these words are just a front. What I would really like to do is chain you to my body, then sing for days & days & days.

What is love but a prelude to sorrow...with heartache ahead for your goal.