Quotes About Longing

The thing you love right away, don't do it, because that's the very thing that's going to be your addiction for the rest of your life.

Not to love is in love an infallible means of being loved.

You cannot control what you love--you watch it driving recklessly towards the broken bridge, the torn-up track, the horror of seventy years ahead.

Are people so unhappy when they love?" "Yes, Christine, when they love and are not sure of being loved.

We all go about longing for love: it is the first need of our natures, the loudest cry of our hearts.

You come out of a woman and you spend the rest of your life trying to get back inside.

I spit honey out of my mouth: nothing is second-best after the sweet of Eros.

True love rules especially through memory.

I am always yours to call, wherever the sea can reach.

I could not take lightly the idea that people made love without me.

We fear passion and laugh at too much love and those who love too much. And still we long to feel.

Is love supposed to last throughout all time, or is it like trains changing at random stops? If I loved her, how could I leave her? If I felt that way then, how come I don't feel anything now?

Once I thought I found love, but then I realized I was just out of cigarettes.

She was everything he wanted from his life, the very measure of his dreams.

I would have given you the world if you had given me the chance.

The only thing that has ever consumed me is love from time to time. Feeling like, 'What is it? How do I get it?'

The one that rambles for a million miles, yes, I walk down this road searching for your love.

The person you love is 72.8% water, and it hasn't rained for weeks.

It is not, as somebody once wrote, the smell of corn bread that calls us back from death; it is the lights and signs of love and friendship.

I'll be a little bummed out if I make it to my 70s and didn't have a kid. I have two dogs and I know how much I love them. I would like to love and raise a kid.

I read and I read; and I was like a medieval king, I had fallen in love with the picture long before I saw the reality.

There is a lot of love in him, a lot of love in his heart...And he is up there with no one and nothing to love. It is a bad thing to have love and no where to put it.

Out stretched hands and one night stands, still I can't find love.

It occurred to her suddenly, sharply, that she wanted to be in love... She wanted not to feel so damned alone in the world.