Quotes About Longings

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F. Scott Fitzgerald
“That is part of the beauty of all literature. You discover that your longings are universal longings, that you're not lonely and isolated from anyone. You belong.”
F. Scott Fitzgerald

Aporva Kala
“Tough to part; lock, stock and barrel. Something remains, like recognizable tastes and smells, which kindle the faculty of memory, yea-pricks the soul.”
Aporva Kala, Life... Love... Kumbh...

Criss Jami
“Envy is a sign of insecurity, yes; but so is longing to be envied.”
Criss Jami, Healology

Catherynne M. Valente
“The Marquess shrugged. “I’m a shadow. I do know I am a shadow, Iago. I know most of the time. It’s only when I cannot bear how everyone looks at me down here that I make myself forget it. Shadows are the other side of yourself. I had longings to be good, even then. I was just stronger than my wanting. I’m stronger than anything, really, when I want to be.” The Marquess’s hair turned white as the snow. “Do you know, we’re right underneath Springtime Parish? This place is the opposite of springtime. Everything past prime, boarded up for the season. Just above us, the light shines golden on daffodils full of rainwine and heartgrass and a terrible, wicked, sad girl I can’t get back to. I don’t even know if I want to. Do I want to be her again? Or do I want to be free? I come here to think about that. To be near her and consider it. I think I shall never be free. I think I traded my freedom for a better story. It was a better story, even if the ending needed work.”
Catherynne M. Valente, The Girl Who Fell Beneath Fairyland and Led the Revels There

“I'm comming to You.
You are blazing.
I'm giving You a rose.
It embalms sweet.
I'm givin a kiss...
I melt of You.
I melt and flow with You.
Like an ice in a spring river.
I melt and stay.
Sun will vaporise us.
It will take us up into clouds.
And then we both will fall.
Drop by drop.
We'll fall out of the sky.
We'll raise from dew to fog.
Every sunny warm morning.
We'll let the wind pull us with him.
Cooling our selves in forest shadows.
There in silence we'll cool off
One from another.
But in stormy days and nights.
We'll billow and crash.
One to another.
Like crazy and wild.
We'll churn into white foam.
Ashore in sands we'll wait
For the yellow october leaves
Into them we'll fall asleep.
We'll fall into and freeze.

We'll freeze and melt again
And flow and raise and fall again.
Over and over again

Even if we were in separete glasses of water.
We would moove together and whisper.
Even if in the oceans mixed.
We would moove together and sing.

I'm comming to You.
You are blazing.
I'm giving You a rose
It embalms sweet.


If I'll ever meet You.
I' ll take our time...
To dance dance dance dance with You...”
Martins Paparde

Mike Bickle
“You will find what you are looking for when you realize God has placed those longings in your heart as a divine desire; your hunger is a gift from God to draw you to Him. It's a holy want with a holy fulfillment. Everything you really need and want is offered by and found in Him.”
Mike Bickle, The Seven Longings of the Human Heart

Aleksandra Ninkovic
“Let it all go to waste…
For what I long for, I’m bound to resign!
Bittersweet is, like the taste of wine,
This Love’s captivating taste.

Let my heart be tormented by wonder
It will never manage to attain.
On my window symphony of rain,
Open seas resound in strikes of thunder.

Let my soul be lost, ‘til Sun is set,
And be found reborn within its death,
I surrender the very last breath,
Confessing my sins with no regret.

Let it all go to waste, indeed.
For with or without it, the sentence is pain.
Therefore, in my stillness, silenced will remain,
Everlasting dream and consuming need.”
Aleksandra Ninkovic

Jean Rhys
“Well, let's argue this out, Mr Blank. You, who represent Society, have the right to pay me four hundred francs a month. That's my market value, for I am an inefficient member of Society, slow in the uptake, uncertain, slightly damaged in the fray, there's no denying it. So you have the right to pay me four hundred francs a month, to lodge me in a small, dark room, to clothe me shabbily, to harass me with worry and monotony and unsatisfied longings till you get me to the point when I blush at a look, cry at a word. We can't all be happy, we can't all be rich, we can't all be lucky - and it would be so much less fun if we were. Isn't it so, Mr Blank? There must be the dark background to show up the bright colours. Some must cry so that the others may be able to laugh the more heartily.”
Jean Rhys, Good Morning, Midnight

Liam Perrin
“He looked like someone pretending to be a knight, which was bad. He figured pretending to be something he actually wanted to be was just asking for it.”
Liam Perrin, Sir Thomas the Hesitant and the Table of Less Valued Knights

“أتمنى لو أهديك سوط أشواقى الذى يجلدنى كلما رحلت”
بقلم فاطمة زكى

Scott Hastie
“The gilded spiral
Of longings within.
Our very own cathedral
That points persistently to heaven.”
Scott Hastie

“I have had my share with boys,longings are for men heron.”
Pushpa Ranana

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