Quotes About Longing

our willingness to wait reveals the value we place on the object we're waiting for.

There's a beauty in birds on the wing, That stirs the heart and makes earthbound creatures Long for flight, but the larks above the battlefield Are silenced by the sounds of war. I have watched birds out at sea, Catching the wind, And longed to follow them, To some safe place far from here.

nostalgia, underlying cosmological explanation for Weak but detectable interaction between two neighboring universes that are otherwise not causally connected. Manifests itself in humans as a feeling of missing a place one has never been, a place very much like one's home universe, or as a longing for versions of one's self that one will never, and can never know.

There are objects you may desire but cannot explain. There are objects that are not nouns, there are actions that are not verbs. There are things we want that exist at the edge of the forest, at the rim of the ocean, just over the hill, just out of sight.

Is language all about desire? Is desire all about loss? Would we ever need to say anything if we never lost anything? Is everything we ever say just another way to express: I will lose this, I will lose all of this. I will lose you?

Love from the abandoned heart of a nonexistent dog.

Tonight, I feel small. An entire night in the city seems to be too much for me, too immense for me to get lost in. By now it's past one, the after-hours city is in full swing, and morning is a long way off.

Desire is suffering. A simple equation, and a nice catchphrase. But flipped around, it is more troubling: suffering is desire. Not a unidirectional arrow, not causal, as in, desire leads to suffering. Desire is suffering, and therefore, by axiom, suffering is desire.

Olhei para a fotografia da minha filha colada na parte de dentro do para-brisas e pensei na minha família. Há apenas quatro semanas que estava ausente, mas sentia imenso a falta dela e desejei tê-la comigo neste instante. Não podia imaginar como seria uma pessoa ter de se afastar dos filhos para procurar uma vida melhor sem saber se voltaria a vê-los.

What do you want a meaning for? Life is a desire, not a meaning.

What do you want meaning for? Life is desire, not meaning.

all lovers are vampires)

I just miss him, is all. He used to make me laugh, nothing else did.

Meet me in Montauk...

You've been a part of me forever. Don't you know that? I breathe your name in every exhalation.

All my heart is yours, sir: it belongs to you; and with you it would remain, were fate to exile the rest of me from your presence forever.

I have little left in myself -- I must have you. The world may laugh -- may call me absurd, selfish -- but it does not signify. My very soul demands you: it will be satisfied, or it will take deadly vengeance on its frame.

Had I ever been in love. When B and I were together, I thought from then on I would never be out of love. The magic was it would never, ever end, and even though it has ended, it never really has. Even now, yes, after all this time, and after everything that has happened, sometimes I feel a sudden tug on my heart, and my breath catches in my throat, just when I think of him, just when I remember, when I remember how it all was.

I longed for a power of vision which might overpass that limit; which might reach the busy world, towns, regions full of life I had heard of but never seen: that I desired more of practical experience than I possessed; more of intercourse with my kind, of acquaintance with variety of character, than was here within my reach.

Dare my guilty heart admit the horrible acknowledgement that I love you still?

I'm still scared, still wanting to run at times when I look into your eyes and wonder how I will ever be the sort of man you deserve. I want so much to deserve you. To be worthy of a woman like you.

He was drowning, he finally admitted. Drowning in the allure of Lady Jane Westbury.

Our longing is also our desire to be known completely. Imagine having your beloved look tenderly into your eyes, knowing all your secrets, having seen you be crabby and sweet, selfish and generous, and still truly loving you. Imagine being able to do the same. That is the potential of a conscious relationship.

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