Quotes About Longing

Sometimes Emily was so lonely that it was like being invisible.

Desire is story itself.

One day, I'll run away to you.

Oh, she missed herself. It felt like she used to miss Abe, when he was at Harvard and then after they broke up. No, deeper than that: the way she sometimes missed her parents when she was a child and had slept over at a friend's. She was homesick for herself, a longing so deep and unanswerable that for a moment it took her breath away.

They were simply the moanings of sperm cells locked away too long in scrotums.

When your mama was the geek, my dreamlets," Papa would say, "she made the nipping off of noggins such a crystal mystery that the hens themselves yearned toward her, waltzing around her, hypnotized with longing.

The philosophers stone is just an allegory. It represents everything that man wants and can never have.

Recalling our band of firebrands to him fills me with longing. Those girls are married now, most of them, and the better part have moved away. But then, it was never the same with us, after.

Taiki was watching the kings talk, feeling the kind of happiness that can only come after a long sorrow.

Like first love, the heart of Russia will not forget you.

What is madness...to go on platonically loving a woman who will never love you.

Moi ? C'est une image que je poursuis, rien de plus.

And then a lady in a window high, Fair-haired, dark-eyed, and dressed in ancient style... Whom, in another life, perhaps I've seen, And whom I now remember with a sigh.

J'étais si heureux de sentir mon cœur capable d'un amour nouveau !... J'empruntais, dans cet enthousiasme factice, les formules mêmes qui, si peu de temps auparavant, m'avaient servi pour peindre un amour véritable et longtemps éprouvé. La lettre partie, j'aurais voulu la retenir, et j'allais rêver dans la solitude à ce qui me semblait une profanation de mes souvenirs.

The desire for carnal possession quickly cools, whereas the desire to own land never quits the heart of man.

a star a tree and the longing in between

Like cider and aged wine I was desired, desired like the sheer blue cascade that dazzles the eyes of the thirsty.

Perché ella voleva partire? Perché ella voleva spezzare l'incanto? I loro destini ormai non erano legati per sempre? Egli aveva bisogno di lei per vivere, degli occhi, della voce, del pensiero di lei... egli era tutto penetrato da quell'amore, aveva tutto il sangue alterato come da un veleno, senza rimedio. Perché ella voleva fuggire? Egli si sarebbe avviticchiato a lei, l'avrebbe prima soffocata sul suo petto. No, non poteva essere... Mai! Mai!

Egli ora sa che io lo amo; lo sa dalla mia bocca. Io non ho più scampo che nella fuga. Ecco dove sono giunta. Quando mi guarda, ha in fondo agli occhi un luccicore singolare che prima non aveva.

In vain you beg, in vain you ache, in vain you've opened your wrecked heart wide. Perhaps in heaven the rainclouds quake because we both have cried?

he had the sudden thought of holding Donna Maria's hands in his, to rest his forehead against her heart and feel her console him wordlessly, mercifully. That need for pity, refuge, sympathy, was like the last piece of the soul that did not resign itself to perishing.

He followed the glances of some of them like a ray of love directed at a woman seated somewhere, engrossed in her own thoughts, made languorous by secret delights and softened in some impure way, with a snow-white face in which her mouth opened like a hive damp with honey.

The more the heart is sated with joy, the more it becomes insatiable.

Tandis qu'eux, ils y attachaient leur regard, ils suivaient l'argent une fois donné, par la pensée, ils continuaient par mille chemins à y tenir encore, comme à une chose d'eux-mêmes, arrachée, perdue.