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Quotes about Yearning

There is nothing good to be had in the country, or, if there be, they will not let you have it.
— William Hazlitt
It seems to me we can never give up longing and wishing while we are alive. There are certain things we feel to be beautiful and good, and we must hunger for them.
— George Eliot
But he cannot see a connection between the end of yearning and the end of poetry. Is that what growing up amounts to: growing out of yearning, of passion, of all intensities of the soul?
— JM Coetzee
And anyway, I suspect he secretly liked it when a woman was cold and distant
— JM Coetzee
It'll take you eternities to get rid of me,' she adds sadly, which makes me jealous, I want her to say I'll never get rid of her - I wanta be chased till eternity till I catch her.
— Jack Kerouac
I like too many things and get all confused and hung-up running from one falling star to another till I drop. This is the night, what it does to you.
— Jack Kerouac
ah, you always go for the ones who don't really want you
— Jack Kerouac
What is he aching to do? What are we all aching to do? What do we want?" She didn't know. She yawned. She was sleepy. It was too much. Nobody could tell. Nobody would ever tell. It was all over. She was eighteen and most lovely, and lost.
— Jack Kerouac
I like too many things and get all confused and hung-up running from one falling star to another till I drop. This is the night, what it does to you. I had nothing to offer anybody except my own confusion
— Jack Kerouac
Who doesn't feel studious when he doesn't have a girl with a Riviera suntan?
— Jack Kerouac
I like too many things and get all confused and hung-up running from one falling star to another till I drop.
— Jack Kerouac
At lilac evening I walked with every muscle aching among the lights of 27th and Welton in the Denver colored section, wishing I were a Negro, feeling that the best the white world had offered was not enough ecstasy for me, not enough life, joy, kicks, darkness, music, not enough night.
— Jack Kerouac