Quotes About Longing

I was made and meant to look for you and wait for you and become yours forever.

I want a Sunday kind of love A love to last past Saturday night And I'd like to know it's more than love at first sight

The presence of many does not and cannot replace the absence of one. That is love.

Desire, even in its wildest tantrums, can neither persuade me it is love nor stop me from wishing it were.

I did not love you out or boredom or loneliness or caprice. I loved you because the desire for you was stronger than any happiness.

Don't look for Love, look for the one looking for Love.

The soul must long for God in order to be set aflame by God's love; but if the soul cannot yet feel the longing, then it must long for the longing. To long for the longing is also from God.

I just wish they'd put a new word in the dictionary bigger than love because love just doesn't describe what I feel.

I know there's nothing that I wouldn't do Go to the ends of the earth for you To make you feel my love

Love, how many roads to obtain a kiss.

Like a moth to a flame we become helpless to the beautiful ghosts that true love sheds.

Love is a disease which fills you with a desire to be desired.... - Comte de Toulouse

Absence in love is like water upon fire; a little quickens, but much extinguishes it.

She missed him the days when some pretext served to take him away from her, just as one misses the sun on a cloudy day without having thought much about the sun when it was shining.

A mighty pain to love it is, And 'tis a pain that pain to miss; But, of all pains, the greatest pain Is to love, but love in vain.

There aren't many irritations to match the condescension which a woman metes out to a man who she believes has loved her vainly for the past umpteen years.

It was inevitable: the scent of bitter almonds always reminded him of the fate of unrequited love.

I am glad it cannot happen twice, the fever of first love. For it is a fever, and a burden, too, whatever the poets may say.

Suddenly Ka realized he was in love with Ä°pek. And realizing that this love would determine the rest of his life, he was filled with dread.

I'll always want him. Until every sun goes dark in every sky, until I am nothing more than long-forgotten cosmic dust, I will want him. And even then I suspect my particles will long for his.

One may have a blazing hearth in one's soul and yet no one ever came to sit by it. Passers-by see only a wisp of smoke from the chimney and continue on their way.

In life, there are those relationships where you really love someone, but they're just not right for you and there's a little bittersweet feel to it.

Pity the selfishness of lovers: it is brief, a forlorn hope; it is impossible.

I'm not exactly sure how many kids I have, but yes, I do miss them officially, for the record. In case any of them are listening, I love you.