Quotes About Longing

But to mourn, that's different. To mourn is to be eaten alive with homesickness for the person.

why am I so alone, so hard, so cold? I am so weary of myself! It is eating my soul to its core,--self, self, self! I cannot bear this life! I cannot breathe, I cannot live! Will nothing free me from myself?' She pressed her cheek agains the wooden post. 'I want to love! I want something great and pure to lift me to itself! Dear old man, I cannot bear it any more! I am so cold, so hard, so hard; will no one help me!

Mr. Right is coming, but he's in Africa and he's walking.

each of us, at our core, longs to be loved, needed, understood, affirmed—to have intimate connections that leave us feeling more alive and human.

Suddenly Ka realized he was in love with Ä°pek. And realizing that this love would determine the rest of his life, he was filled with dread.

Heaven was the place where you kept alive the dreams of your memories.

I realized that the longing for art, like the longing for love, is a malady that blinds us, and makes us forget the things we already know, obscuring reality.

To be left with only the trace of a memory is to gaze at an armchair that's still molded to the form of a love who has left never to return: It is to grieve, dear reader, it is to weep.

Kafamda bir tuhafl?k var, dedi Mevlut. Ne yapsam bu alemde yapayaln?z hissediyorum kendimi. Ben yan?ndayken bir daha asla öyle hissetmeyeceksin, dedi Rayiha anaç bir tav?rla. Mevlut çayhanenin camlar?nda yans?yan Rayiha'n?n hayalinin kendisine ÅŸefkatle sokulduÄŸunu görüp bu an? hiç unutamayaca??n? anlad?.

Ama aÅŸk? diri tutan ÅŸey imkâns?z olmas?d?r.

Nothing makes you happy in life except love... Neither the books you write or cites you see... I am very lonely... If I say that I want to be here in this city close to you until the end of my life would you believe me?

Bazan Füsun'un hayallere dald???n? yüzünden anlar, onun hayal ettiÄŸi ülkeye gitmek ister, ama kendimi, hayat?m?, a??rl???m?, masada oturuÅŸumu çok umutsuz bulurdum.

D??ar?, d??ar?, der içimizdeki huzursuz ses, öteki insanlar?n, karanl???n, sefaletin, rezilliÄŸin içine koÅŸ.

Masumiyet Müzesi, Ä°stanbul'da öpüÅŸecek bir yer bulamayan â??klara sonsuza kadar aç?k kalacakt?r.

AÅŸk birisine sar?lma, onunla ayn? yerde olma özlemidir. Onu kucaklayarak, bütün dünyay? d??arda b?rakma arzusudur. Ä°nsan?n ruhuna güvenli bir s???nak bulma özlemidir.

the waiting was torture, the worst Ka had ever known. It was this pain, this deadly wait, he now remembered, that had made him afraid to fall in love.

Encontrarse solo con los rastros en lugar de con los recuerdos en sí se parece a mirar con lágrimas en los ojos la huella que ha dejado en un sillón vuestra amante después de abandonaros para no volver más.

When, after hours of lovemaking, we quickly dressed and left the apartment, I sometimes thought that Füsun was also taking care not to get "carried away" by her feelings for me. A proper understanding of my story depends, I think, on a full appreciation of the pleasure we took from these sweet shared moments. I am certain that the fire at the heart of my tale is the desire to relive those moments of love, and my attachment to those pleasures.

Cualquier cosa que me recuerde a ti, me entristece tanto que no lo puedo soportar.

Oh how I burned with a love such as they describe in those books we so cherish and adore.

Ka loved Turgenev and his elegant novels, and like the Russian writer Ka too had tired of his own country's never-ending troubles and come to despise its backwardness, only to find himself gazing back with love and longing after a move to Europe. Ka

Samiha le había destrozado el corazón al recordarle que hubo un tiempo en que no lo había amado. En momentos como ese, en el que todos los fracasos e insatisfacciones de su vida parecían inundarlo por dentro como una oleada de arrepentimiento, su mente volvía automáticamente a Rayiha.

Samiha. Entonces

Oare Negru, care-l citise atât de îndelung pe Nazami, simÈ›ea c?, la fel ca Sirin, îi ziceam "nu-mi r?ni buzele cu s?rut?rile tale, nu face asta!", dar îi spuneam, de fapt, dincolo de propriile vorbe "f?-o!"?