Quotes About Longing

Long years— he sighs. Again you found me. Here, she murmurs.

Cum de inima mea poate - cum mai poate, cum mai poate, repet?, puf?ind din havan?. Tânjind în singur?tate, chinul vieÈ›ii s?-l îndure?

you have neither wife nor child (without any sexual feeling, she longed to cherish that loneliness)...

Oh, but she never wanted James to grow a day older! or Cam either. These two she would have liked to keep for ever just as they were, demons of wickedness, angels of delight, never to see them grow up into long-legged monsters. Nothing made up for the loss. When she read just now to James, and there were numbers of soldiers with kettle-drums and trumpets, and his eyes darkened, she thought, why should they grow up, and lose all that?

Milly Brush once might almost have fallen in love with these silences.

I will come,' said Peter, but he sat on for a moment. What is this terror? what is this ecstasy? he thought to himself. What is it that fills me with extraordinary excitement? It is Clarissa, he said. For there she was.

Yes, I miss you, I miss you.

But if one day you do not come after breakfast, if one day I see you in some looking-glass perhaps looking after another, if the telephone buzzes and buzzes in your empty room, I shall then, after unspeakable anguish, I shall then - for there is no end to the folly of the human heart - seek another, find another, you.

Una noche vi una estrella corriendo entre las nubes, y le dije: ''Consúmeme''.

We ain't popular--we sit in corners and look like mutes who are longing for a funeral.

It's on the field, it's on the pane, it's in the sky — beauty; and I can't get at it; I can't have it — I, she seemed to add, with that little clutch of the hand which was so characteristic, who adore it so passionately, would give the whole world to possess it!

Why did he sit so near and keep his eye on her? Why did they not have done with this searching and agony? Why did they not kiss each other simply? She wished to kiss him. But all the time she went on spinning out words.

Y mientras gesticulas, con tu capa, tu bastón, intento exponer ante ti un secreto que nadie conoce: estoy pidiéndote (en pie detrás de ti) que tomes mi vida entre tus manos y me digas si estoy condenado a inspirar repulsión en aquellos a quienes amo.

I love and I hate. I desire one thing only.

To be loved by Susan would be to be impaled by a bird's sharp beak, to be nailed to a barnyard door. Yet there are moments when I could wish to be speared by a beak, to be nailed to a barnyard door, positively, once and for all.

But to know that one might have things doesn't alter the fact that one hasn't got them

Egli la contemplò; tremò; ebbe caldo; ebbe freddo; anelò di lanciarsi tra il soffio ardente dell'estate; di premere il piede su delle ghiande; di allacciare con le braccia tronchi di faggi e di querce.

I can't tell you how piercingly and endlessly I think about you.

He turned and saw her. Ah! She was lovely, lovelier now than ever he thought. But he could not speak to her. He could not interrupt her. He wanted urgently to speak to her now that James was gone and she was alone at last. But he resolved, no; he would not interrupt her. She was aloof from him now in her beauty, in her sadness. He would let her be, and he passed her without a word, though it hurt him that she should look so distant, and he could not reach her, he could do nothing to help her.

I have been longing for inner consistency.

and you wish to be a poet; and you wish to be a lover

There has fallen a splendid tear From the passion-flower at the gate. She is coming, my dove, my dear; She is coming, my life, my fate; The red rose cries, 'She is near, she is near'; And the white rose weeps, 'She is late'; The larkspur listens, 'I hear, I hear'; And the lily whispers, 'I wait.

She looked at Peter Walsh; her look, passing through all that time and that emotion, reached him doubtfully; settled on him tearfully; and rose and fluttered away, as a bird touches a branch and rises and flutters away.

It is only that I want to be with you and not with anybody else - but you would get bored if I go on saying this, only it comes back and back till it drips of my pen.