Quotes About Longing

But if those sensual pleasures fail the person who desires and wishes for them, he will suffer, pierced by the arrow of pain.

Give me your hand, a human hand, so that you can hold me to the earth with it, for whirling veins of fire swoop me up, and exultant longing tears me toward the zenith.

You are a slave to what you need in your soul.

Thanks for keeping your eye on them. I appreciate it. But I wish you wouldn't do that with the ears. It's been a long time Nate said, I kinda missed it/

There'd been a time, not that long ago, when they'd both spoken the endearment almost daily. Now she couldn't recall the last time she'd heard him say it to her,.

SETI SE, TELO... Telo, seti se ne samo koliko si bilo voljeno, ne jedino kreveta na kojima si ležalo, nego i onih želja, koja su zbog tebe iskrile u onim jasnim o?ima i drhtale u glasu – a neka ih je slu?ajna prepreka osujetila. Sada, kad je sve to ve? u prošlosti, izgleda skoro kao da si se onim željama i predavalo – kako su iskrile, seti se, u o?ima što su te gledale: kako su drhtale u glasu zbog tebe, seti se, telo.

If I discover within myself a desire which no experience in this world can satisfy, the most probable explanation is that I was made for another world

The loneliness pervading me was physical, like a voyager who has grown weary after years of wandering and now seeks the road home.

De vez em quando eu vou ficar esperando você numa tarde cinzenta de inverno, bem no meio duma praça, então os meus braços não vão ser suficientes para abraçar você e a minha voz vai querer dizer tanta, mas tanta coisa que eu vou ficar calada um tempo enorme. só olhando você, sem dizer nada só olhando e pensando: "meu Deus, mas como você me dói de vez em quando…

Eu não quero que seja pra sempre, nem que seja certo. Só quero que seja.

Tô me sentindo estranho hoje... - Por que? - Sei lá, hoje acordei com vontade de tudo que, com muito esforço, eu deixei de gostar... - Cigarros? - Também! - Do que mais? - Você.

Ando meio fatigado de procuras inúteis e sedes afetivas insaciáveis.

Existe sempre uma coisa Ausente.

E me dá uma saudade irracional de você. Uma vontade de chegar perto, de só chegar perto, te olhar sem dizer nada, talvez recitar livros, quem sabe só olhar estrelas… dizer que te considero – pode ser por mais um mês, por mais um ano, ou quem sabe por uma vida – e que hoje, só por hoje ou a partir de hoje (de ontem, de sempre e de nunca), é sincero.

Querido amor, estou fazendo a minha parte: te esperar. Faça a sua: chegue

If you want to win the war for attention, don't try to say 'no' to the trivial distractions you find on the information smorgasbord; try to say 'yes' to the subject that arouses a terrifying longing, and let the terrifying longing crowd out everything else." For

If you want to win the war for attention, don't try to say 'no' to the trivial distractions you find on the information smorgasbord; try to say 'yes' to the subject that arouses a terrifying longing, and let the terrifying longing crowd out everything else.

People come to church with their hearts on their sleeves. They are longing to be told that God loves them.9 They want to be told that they are special to God and the very fact that he loves them means they have significance.

After eating the world's bread, we wake each morning to remember: We are still hungry. Seek a better loaf. Eat, and never die. Taste, savor, and be filled forever.

Once, in Lisbon, I tried my best to work the phone book in a way that would assuage a longing [Alice and I] had for certain Chinese dishes . . . .

You will never know the exquisite pain of the guy who goes home alone. Cause without the bitter, baby, the sweet ain't as sweet.

How much easier my life would be if I did not love you! I thought. How much less painful, but how much plainer. How much less color there would be in the world.

My playing had called to another human being at last. Surely, she could be no other than my own true love. Slowly, I got to my feet. Speak to me, I thought. And as if she'd heard me, the young woman's lips parted and she spoke thus: Have you lost your mind?

Not all love is joyful, particularly if it seems hopeless.