Quotes About Longing

Well, I've always wanted to call my son

There is no pathos more bitter than that of parting from someone we have never met.

He wanted more, as did I, but we still had a ways to go. I wasn't a tease and my demands seemed pretty reasonable: always be honest and try not to eat me. ~ Sam, Living Violet

Neither would you, had you grown up in a library of melodramatic romance novels.

Olga was better, in the sun, where he could see every pore in her skin. Get closer. Feel her next to him. It was all he wanted in the world. It was the last thing in the world that he could do.

My wife was saying to me just the other day how she's noticed a spring in my step lately. That was because I thought you were gone forever.' 'I missed you too, Thurid.

I want to eat the sunbeam flaring in your lovely body... and I pace around hungry, sniffing the twilight, hunting for you, for your hot heart, like a puma in the barrens of Quitratue.

Only do not forget, if I wake up crying it's only because in my dream I'm a lost child hunting through the leaves of the night for your hands.

Give me a kiss to build a dream on And my imagination will thrive upon that kiss Sweetheart, I ask no more than this A kiss to build a dream on.

People long to go backward in their imagination as well as forward. We don't wish simply to exist forever in some future; we wish to have existed in some distant past.

Half of my heart's got a real good imagination, half of my heart's got you. . .Half of my hearts got a right mind to tell you that half of my heart won't do.

Imagination doesn't always make you long for what you cannot have, but rather thrive in what you do not have.

We are poor, indeed, when we have no half-wishes left us. The heart and the imagination close the shutters the instant they are gone.

How foolish to wear oneself out in vain longing for warmth! Solitude is independence.

There's something really nice about missing the person you're with. To have someone be apart enough to force independence and to also look forward to seeing that person.

Keep alive within you and bring under wise control that courage which makes you long to undertake great works, which others might consider it folly to attempt.

I've dreamt in my life dreams that have stayed with me ever after.

Never let go of that fiery sadness called desire.

Someone has somewhere commented on the fact that millions long for immortality who don't know what to do with themselves on a rainy Sunday afternoon.

Story is a yearning meeting an obstacle.

Desire is the thing you want in incipiency.

Desire presses ever forward unsubdued.

Hell is the suffering of being unable to love.

The cause of most of man's unhappiness is sacrificing what he wants most for what he wants now.