Quotes about Longing
Western wind, when will thou blow, The small rain down can rain? Christ, if my love were in my arms And I in my bed again!
— Anonymous
in crowded rooms they would form words with their lips for each other's eyes
— F Scott Fitzgerald
He had waited five years and bought a mansion where he dispensed starlight to casual moths - so that he could 'come over' some afternoon to a stranger's garden.
— F Scott Fitzgerald
Then wear the gold hat, if that will move her; If you can bounce high, bounce for her too, Till she cry Lover, gold-hatted, high-bouncing lover, I must have you!
— F Scott Fitzgerald
He loved her, and he would love her until the day he was too old for loving--but he could not have her. So he tasted the deep pain that is reserved only for the strong, just as he had tasted for a little while the deep happiness.
— F Scott Fitzgerald
He wanted to appear suddenly to her in novel and heroic colors. He wanted to stir her from that casualness she showed toward everything except herself.
— F Scott Fitzgerald
But magic must hurry on, and the lovers remain...
— F Scott Fitzgerald
I live in a house over there on the Island, and in that house there is a man waiting for me. When he drove up at the door I drove out of the dock because he says I'm his ideal.
— F Scott Fitzgerald
He was in love with every pretty woman he saw now, their forms at a distance, their shadows on the walls.
— F Scott Fitzgerald
Another sigh came from the window-- quite a resigned sigh. 'She's life and hope and happiness, my whole world now.' He felt the quiver of a tear on his eyelid.
— F Scott Fitzgerald
Tireless passion, fierce jealousy, longing to possess and crush-these alone were left of all his love for Rosalind; these remained to him as payment for the loss of his youth-bitter calomel under the thin sugar of love's exaltation.
— F Scott Fitzgerald
I always watch for the longest day in the year and then I miss it.
— F Scott Fitzgerald