Quotes About Longing

I couldn't allow myself to think about her very long; if I had I would have jumped off the bridge. It's strange. I had become so reconciled to this life without her, and yet if I thought about her only for a minute it was enough to pierce the bone and marrow of my contentment and shove me hack again into the agonizing gutter of my wretched past.

Maybe I only thought I was in love. Maybe I was simply hungry, lonely, a clay pigeon any one could put away with a toy pistol.

Wine isn't strong enough. It's blood I want.

We have scholars galore, and kings and emperors, and statesmen and military leaders, and artists in profusion, and inventors, discoverers, explorers - but where are the great lovers? After a moment's reflection one is back to Abelard and Heloise, or Anthony and Cleopatra, or the story of the Taj Mahal. So much of it is fictive, expanded and glorified by the poverty-stricken lovers whose prayers are answered only by myth and legend.

Te quiero…te adoro –dice–. Iré adonde digas: Estambul, Singapur, Honolulú. Pero ahora tengo que irme…se está haciendo tarde.

arka planda,zay?f anlar?nda bakt???n bir kartpostal gibi.Böylece seni her zaman orada beklediÄŸini hayal edebilirdin;deÄŸiÅŸmemiÅŸ,bozulmam??,....

Y cuando hayamos atravesado todas las calles y solo quede el polvo de nuestros pies frenéticos, todavía quedaría el recuerdo de tu ancha cara llena, tan blanca, y la gruesa boca con frescos labios entreabiertos, los dientes blancos como la tiza y todos ellos perfectos, y en ese recuerdo nada puede cambiar en modo alguno, porque esto, como tus dientes, es perfecto...

Doi ucigaÈ™i iubindu-se pân? la moarte, din priviri. Nu este aceasta cea mai splendid? tortur??

How a man can wonder all day in an empty belly, and even get an erection once in a while, is one of those mysteries which are too easily explained by the anatomists of the soul.

Es extraño. Había llegado a resignarme tanto a aquella vida sin ella y, sin embargo, si pensaba en ella sólo por un minuto, era suficiente para traspasar el hueso y la médula de mi conformidad y arrojarme de nuevo al canal agonizante de mi lastimoso pasado.

Ah, Tania, nerede ÅŸimdi senin o s?cak yar???n, o kal?n ve a??r jartiyerlerin, yumuÅŸak ve dolgun uyluklar?n? On beÅŸ santim uzunluÄŸunda bir kemik var kam???mda. Dölümle doldurup ütüleyeceÄŸim am?ndaki her k?r???kl???, Tania. Karn?nda sanc?yla ve rahmin ters yüz edilmiÅŸ halde göndereceÄŸim seni Sylvester'a.

The god of love had shot all his arrows, but could never pierce his heart, till at length he put himself into the bow.

other, in conjunction wherewith it thinks to be happy; and were it once rent from the world, and all the bewitching enjoyments under the sun, it would quickly search after some higher and more excellent object, to satisfy its

Poor, deluded Shawondasee! 'T was no woman that you gazed at, 'T was no maiden that you sighed for, 'T was the prairie dandelion That through all the dreamy Summer You had gazed at with such longing, You had sighed for with such passion, And had puffed away forever, Blown into the air with sighing. Ah! deluded Shawondasee!

All was ended now, the hope, and the fear, and the sorrow,   All the aching of heart, the restless, unsatisfied longing,   All the dull, deep pain, and constant anguish of patience!   And, as she pressed once more the lifeless head to her bosom,   Meekly she bowed her own, and murmured, Father, I thank thee!

Gilgamesh] pushed his people half to death… And left his people dreaming of the past And longing for a change. They had grown tired of his contradictions.

The only nourishment He knew was grief, endless in its hidden source Yet never ending hunger.

Close! stand close to me, Starbuck; let me look into a human eye; it is better than to gaze into sea or sky; better than to gaze upon God. By the green land; by the bright hearthstone! this is the magic glass, man; I see my wife and my child in thine eye. No, no; stay on board, on board!- lower not when I do; when branded Ahab gives chase to Moby Dick. That hazard shall not be thine. No, no! not with the far away home I see in that eye!

What he ate did not so much relieve his hunger, as keep it immortal in him.

Um, um, um. Stop that thunder! Plenty too much thunder up here. What's the use of thunder? Um, um, um. We don't want thunder; we want rum; give us a glass of rum. Um, um, um!

how I wish I could fist a bit of old-fashioned beef in the fore-castle, as I used to when i was before the mast.

Time, time; if I but only had the time

'Frayed Ends Of Sanity' off the 'Justice' album is a song that I really wanted to play with the band, and for years and years, I was always like, 'Let's play this song!' But I'll tell you something: I started working on that song almost from the very first time I joined the band.

Yes - I agree that 'Love Foolish' is very similar to 'Make Me Go,' however, the message is different. 'Love Foolish' follows a story of someone who falls in love, whereas, 'Make Me Go' is a story of someone who wants to find love!