Quotes About Longing

La ?aptezeci ?i doi de ani, viitorul e ceea ce jelesc. Din facultate n-am uitat-o niciodat? pe Ma?a în Pesc?ru?ul spunând Sunt în doliu dup? via?a mea.

Old, he included himself in his scorn for those who young want the opposite of this earth then settle for more of it.

It more or less has the shape of a love song, but 'Crescent Moon' reflects more my longing for an ancient romantic context that includes wild animals, fire, danger of death, stellar navigation, and seasonal intuition.

You don't have to have a home to get homesick. You just have to want one. The whole history of your wee planet is nothing but people looking for a home.

Sometimes something vanishes, and afterwards you can't stop looking at the place where it used to be.

Draped across an armchair lay his famous long black coat, empty now, and hollow with missing him.

Nothing later equalled that first distant glimpse

Each of us needs something - food, liquor, pot, whatever - to help us survive. Dracula needs blood.

I'd love to get youOn a slow boat to China.All to myself alone.

Actually, my mother and Alfie came for three weeks' Christmas vacation and stayed for 21 years. I guess my mother never went back because she was lonely.

No one to love, none to caress, Left all alone in this world's wilderness.

all I want is a room up there and you in it

I take this for myself, and you take up the thread of my life between your teeth, tin thread and tarnished with abuse, you shall still hear as long as the beast in me maintains its taciturn power to close my lids in tears, and my loins move yet in the ennobling pursuit of all the worlds you have left me alone in, and would be the dolorous distraction from, while you summon your army of anguishes which is a million hooting blood vessels on the eyes and in the ears at that instant before death.

There is a geography which holds its hands just so far from the breast and pushes you away, crying so.

I loved her fright, which was against me into the air! and the diamond white of her forelock which seemed to smart with thoughts as my heart smarted with life! and she'd toss her head with the pain and paw the air and champ the bit, as if I were Endymion and she, moon-like, hated to love me.

I miss you always when I go to the beach the sand is wet with tears that seem mine although I never weep and hold you in my heart with a very real humor you'd be proud of

when you are the only passenger if there is a place further from me I beg you do not go

Travel" Sometimes I know I love you better than all the others I kiss it's funny but it's true and I wouldn't roll from one to the next so fast if you hadn't knocked them all down like ninepins when you roared by my bed I keep trying to race ahead and catch you at the newest station or whistle stop but you are flighty about schedules and always soar away just as leaning from my taxicab my breath reaches for the back of your neck

You are the sick prince of my cerise innovations and in your drowning caresses I walk the sea

they were too young then to know what they would ultimately need from a barren and heart-sore life...

Dear: I am dying without you, and I won't be dying long. But don't come. Best always, Frank

It's a summer day, and I want to be wanted more than anything else in the world.

if there is a place further from me I beg you do not go Frank O'Hara, from "Morning Poem," The Collected Poems of Frank O'Hara . (University of California Press March 31, 1995)

I wonder who's kissing her now, Wonder who's teaching her how.