Quotes about Longing
I have had a thousand kisses, for which with my whole soul I thank love—but if you should deny me the thousand and first—'t would put me to the proof how great a misery I could live through.
— John Keats
Forlorn! the very word is like a bell To toll me back from thee to my sole self! Adieu! the fancy cannot cheat so well As she is famed to do, deceiving elf. Adieu! adieu! thy plaintive anthem fades Past the near meadows, over the still stream, Up the hill-side; and now 'tis buried deep In the next valley-glades: Was it a vision, or a waking dream? Fled is that music:—do I wake or sleep?
— John Keats
You are to me an object so intensely desirable that the air I breathe in a room empty of you is unhealthy
— John Keats
I could centre my Happiness in you, I cannot expect to engross your heart so entirely -- indeed if I thought you felt as much for me as I do for you at this moment I do not think I could restrain myself from seeing you again tomorrow for the delight of one embrace. But no -- I must live upon hope and Chance. In case of the worst that can happen, I shall still love you -- but what hatred shall I have for another!
— John Keats
The air I breathe in a room empty of you is unhealthy.
— John Keats
Everything that reminds me of her goes through me like a spear.
— John Keats
I would have borne it as I would bear death if fate was in that humour: but I should as soon think of choosing to die as to part from you.
— John Keats
The faith of those who live their faith is a serene faith. What you long for will be given you; what you love will be yours for ever.
— Pope Leo I
It is not enough to long for a person as a good for oneself, one must also, and above all, long for that person's good.
— Pope John Paul II
Faith does not quench desire, but inflames it.
— St. Thomas Aquinas
With all this wide and beautiful creation before me the restless soul longs to enjoy its liberty and rest beyond its bound.
— Teresa of Avila
The country in which I live is not my native country that lies elsewhere and it must always be the center of my longings.
— St. Therese of Lisieux