Quotes About Longing

So he stalked her again. Love makes hunters of us all.

I want so much to believe in true love.

To do what we love we miss the ones we love. Long distance letters and phone calls and anything to make the distance disappear! That's what this means to me.

One may be drunk with love without being any nearer to finding his mate.

I know you'll never love me but maybe you'll stay for awhile.

I am tormented with an everlasting itch for things remote. I love to sail forbidden seas.

The first boy I fell in love with didn't know I loved him, but he managed to break my heart anyway.

I would love to meet my soul mate. I'm always kind of keeping my eyes open for somebody.

The greatest tyranny is to love I where we are not loved again.

Heart lesson #4: the unrequited heart. You can't make anyone love you back.

What a test that is: more than devotion, admiration, passion. If you long and long for someone's company you love them.

Was it love when somebody filled a space in your life that yawned inside you, once they had gone?

All shall love me and despair.

'Will You Still Love Me Tomorrow,' if you go through the lyrics, is such a haunting melody, and the words are, for a pop song, pretty deep and dark.

Love, I take it, must look toward something not quite accessible, something not quite understood.

In Lilly's eyes her beautiful clear water eyes there is what I have sought and never found, wanted and never had, hoped for and never discovered. Love.

You love him so much it feels like you can't go on without him. You feel like you might die without him.

And then there was him, the long and painful love of her life.

From henceforth thou shalt learn that there is love To long for, pureness to desire, a mount Of consecration it were good to scale.

If love were endless, if it were on tap, it wouldn't hit us the way it does. And we certainly wouldn't write about it.

He remained heartbroken, which meant one of two things: either his love was pure and true and earthshakingly significant; or he was addicted to feeling forlorn, he liked being heartbroken.

no reason to mention my peculiarities, my wandering in the maze these many years, shut away from sight. and from love, too.

When you love something, it never goes away.

There are only two kinds of pain: too much love or too little.