yearning Quotes

“A return to the past, however impossible, was the yearning of many artists and intellectuals.”

“Look deeply into your disappointments, examine your heartache, interrogate your longing, probe your loneliness, meditate honestly on the elements of love of which you are still ignorant, and you will discover that the void within you is already filled with the desire for fulfillment. Your yearning itself is an internal guidance system that is moving you to become a lover.”

“Nobody’s going to save you. No one’s going to cut you down, cut the thorns thick around you. No one’s going to storm the castle walls nor kiss awake your birth, climb down your hair, nor mount you onto the white steed. There is no one who will feed the yearning. Face it. You will have to do, do it yourself.”

“Humanity yearns so desperately to equal God’s great creativity. In some creations, how we shine: music, dance, storyweaving, wine.”

“If there is one thing one can always yearn for and sometimes attain, it is human love.”

“I’d finally come to understand what it had been: a yearning for a way out, when actually what I had wanted to find was a way in.”

“A king does not abide within his tent while his men bleed and die upon the field. A king does not dine while his men go hungry, nor sleep when they stand at watch upon the wall. A king does not command his men’s loyalty through fear nor purchase it with gold; he earns their love by the sweat of his own back and the pains he endures for their sake.”

“There were so many things mingled in his expression--yearning, disappointment, and yes, love.”

“He was like me--he just yearned for there to be someone in the world like Leo, someone with a secret knowledge and a wisdom beyond his own.”

“Adventure requires something of us, puts us to the test. Though we may fear the test, at the same time we yearn to be tested, to discover that we have what it takes.”

“But Penny’s bowels yearned over his son. He gave him something more than his paternity.”

The mimic warfare of the evening became at last as wearisome to me as the routine of school in the morning because I wanted real adventures to happen to myself.

“Oh, Marilla, please, please, let me go to the picnic. Think of the ice cream! For anything you know I may never have a chance to taste ice cream again.”

“He looked so wistful as he went away, hearing the frolic and evidently having none of his own.”