Quotes About Longing

I live in New York and it's the greatest city, but sometimes I want to move to the place with the porch and the lemonade and the farm.

I wanted to see London the way old people want to see home before they die.

I'm sick and tired of life with no desire. I don't want a flame, I want a fire.

Stay with me; I want to be alone

Egyptian Proverb: The worst things: To be in bed and sleep not, To want for one who comes not, To try to please and please not.

I want to be where your heart is home I want to see you with the light in the morning There's never been such a beautiful warning to me, to me

I'm always on the phone because I'm usually not with the people I want to be with.

Getting old is a fascination thing. The older you get, the older you want to get.

Shyness is when you turn your head away from something you want.

Why can't I love him (a 2 yr old nephew) from afar? That's how I want to love him - through pictures and folklore.

Who wants to know that the person you love and need the most can just vanish forever

I try to teach my heart not to want things it cant have.

Ironically, the more we crave to possess and dominate the world and others, the deeper and more unbearable becomes the chasm of our own emptiness.

I have a character failing. I am quite incapable of identifying with anything whole-heartedly. Whatever I am doing, I am always planning to do something else. I would rather travel than arrive.

I don't know if you've ever felt like that. That you wanted to sleep for a thousand years. Or just not exist. Or just not be aware that you do exist. Or something like that. I think wanting that is very morbid, but I want it when I get like this. That's why I'm trying not to think. I just want it all to stop spinning.

All the world is sad and drearyEv'rywhere I roam,Oh! darkies, how my heart grows weary,Far from the old folks at home.

Way down upon the Swanee River,Far, far away,There's where my heart is turning ever;There's where the old folks stay.

Krishna would continue. He would teach Mom that grasping and aversion are twins: They are mirror images of each other. They both involve a rejection of how it is in this moment. The grasping mind says, "I long for that

Marion discovered an underlying theme in her clients' dreams. She discovered that her addicted clients lived divided lives—lives split between body and soul, between perfection and imperfection, between light and dark. Healing came about through integrating these "pairs of opposites." She came into an understanding of the way in which longing for our idealized images of life separates us from our true selves and from our true callings.

Trying to remember you is like carrying water in my hands a long distance across sand. Somewhere people are waiting. They have drunk nothing for days.

Jade pats her pocket for the second sandwich she knows is just as gone as the first. It's less actually looking for it, more showing the world that she's hungry, that it can deliver her some nuggets or a burrito or fishsticks if it wants. She won't tell anybody.

I hated Darren, and I would have chewed my hand off just to see him one more time.

To behold Queen Gwenhwyvar and the Lady of the Lake together was to peer too long into the sun's brilliant dazzle, to feel the heart lurch in the breast for yearning, to have the words stolen from the tongue before the lips could speak them.

I knew, even as we touched that I had never wanted anything more in all my life. All my crabbed cravings were as a cupful of pond water beside the vast ocean of longing I felt surging through me. My head swam; my eyes blurred. I burned from the inside out as if my blood and bones were consumed with liquid fire.