Quotes About Longing

Love in my heart is a cry forever Lost as the swallow's flight, Seeking for you and never, never Stilled by the stars at night

Your twisting is done--you have the last thread of my heart. I wonder: when the thread grows slack, will you feel it?

I was willing to pay any price including subservience to secure this love, hoping that with each piece of myself I gave up he would be so pleased that he, too, would be transformed.

Love is the only real patriation, and without one's dear one sits in a dreary and boring exile.

One of the things that we were trying to do with this show was the complexities of relationships and love. There is both passion and longing and a bittersweet quality to it that is a part of life.

I would love to love something, especially if I could do it without feeling like I was watching it die right in front of me.

Unless i'm reading an assignment or doing a paper or taking a test, i'm thinking about you.

I will always remember you, even though you had no idea I was even in the room. My words wouldn't come, I could only dream. A crush or a love?

How terrible it was to love people when you could not really share their lives!

I've never been in love... But I imagine it's similar to the feeling you get when you see your waiter arriving with your food

If ever any beauty I did see, Which I desired, and got, 'twas but a dream of thee.

Nobody wants to kiss when they are hungry.

But, though I was very much in lust with him, I knew from the start we were nothing like "forever." Maybe because forever is such a scary place.

I'm not trouble at all. I'm just a guy trying to get a girl to give him the time of day. I'm like every song on the radio.

But one always returns to one's first loves.

Unrequited love is so boring. Weeping under a blue-black sky is for suckers or maniacs.

A vampire's thirst can only be quenched by the blood of their loved ones.

I love money, but will money ever love me in return?

We love even when our love is not requited.

Moon, moon, when you leave me alone all the darkness is an utter blackness, a pit of fear, a stench, hands unreasonable never to touch. But I love you. Do you love me. What to say when you see me.

Every time I'm close to you, there's too much I can't say, and you just walk away. And I forgot to tell you I love you.

The folly of all follies is to be love sick for a shadow.

A love affair begins with a fantasy. For instance, that the beloved will always be there.

Love is like life-merely longer.