Quotes About Longing

When one has a famishing thirst for happiness, one is apt to gulp down diversions wherever they are offered.

I have wanted only one thing to make me happy. That thing is everything.

Happiness is not the portion of man.

Novels teach the youthful mind to sigh after happiness that never existed.

Of course, not all desires lead to happiness. Desires can and do lead to pain and frustration.

Happiness can be close by, even if your heart is far away.

we both fitted. If our corners were not rubbed off they were at least pulled in. But deep in us both was something that made us require more for happiness. I didn't know what I wanted

You can never get enough of what you really don't want. Identify what it is you're actually craving. This will save Time, Energy and Resources.

When she absently worried her bottom lip with one of her adorable little fangs, he s

We were both smiling, in that bittersweet way one does when imagining something the heart longs for and the head would dread.

I am not manic-just happy. It has been such a long time since I was happy. Please join me on my magic carpet for now.

As much longing for worldly happiness (of 5 senses) there is, that much less is the spiritual development.

It got to a point of where it was ruining my health and I just hated it. I hated doing it and I couldn't stop without some kind of help to get the longing for it out of my system.

The Lord help me to press after God forever

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

Help me to withstand your beauty as it stands out of reach. Give me the capacity to forget ever having felt your touch.

If it doesn't take your breath away, make a bigger wish.

Her body begs to be taken away and put into a warm bed with the sheets pulled high, even though nothing can help now.

With each day that our huge ship was on the ocean, my sense of being further and further away from my loved ones, my home, and my environment grew stronger.

Regrets are idle; yet history is one long regret. Everything might have turned out so differently.

Longing on a large scale makes history.

History is the siren song of the soul.

The fact that our heart yearns for something Earth can't supply is proof that Heaven must be our home.

But you, you foolish girl, you have gone home to a leaky castle across the sea to lie awake in linen smelling of lavender, and hear the nightingale, and long for me.