The longing for a destiny is no nowhere stronger than in our romantic life. All too often forced to share our bed with those who cannot fathom our soul, can we not be forgiven if we believe ourselves fated to stumble one day upon the man or woman of our dreams.
The longing for destiny is nowhere stronger than in our romantic life.
But for my sighs, I should be drowned by my tears; and but for my tears, I should be burned by my sighs.
Do you remember how life yearned out of childhood toward the "great thing?" I see that it is now yearning forth beyond the great thing toward the greater one.
When we slow down, quiet the mind, and allow ourselves to feel hungry for something that we do not understand, we are dipping into the abundant well of spiritual longing.
There are lovers content with longing. I’m not one of them.
What is vanity but the longing to survive?
I don't write songs that don't affect me on some level, because I figure if I am not moved by it, if its not something that I have a longing to celebrate or to be reminded of, if it doesn't affect me, then how can I possibly think it is going to affect somebody else. My touchstone is write something that matters.
Longing for the ideal while criticizing the real is evidence of immaturity. On the other hand, settling for the real without striving for the ideal is complacency. Maturity is living with the tension.
What are the stars but points in the body of God where we insert the healing needles of our terror and longing?
Sometimes, language is the sound of longing
Poetry keeps longing alive.
On the other hand, we worked a year on this and some people are going to watch it in a night and go, "We want more!" And there is something I miss about the longing and the anticipation for the next episode.
Value is not made of money, but a tender balance of expectation and longing.
I love him who loveth his virtue: for virtue is the will to down-going, and an arrow of longing.
Just as sure as the days go by, Jesus will come to us, looking for fruit; and He will come in personal hunger, needing and longing for the fruit which we might have ready for Him.
There comes. . . a longing never to travel again except on foot.
Nature has planted in our minds an insatiable longing to see the truth.
Come to the Word with a spirit of longing with devotion and humble expectation. Be determined to know God.
Ordinary men, to whom all things are possible, don't often, if ever, think of Heaven. It is a name, and nothing more, and they are content to wait and let things be, but to those who are doomed to be shut out for ever you cannot think what it means, you cannot guess or measure the terrible endless longing to see the gates opened, and to be able to join the white figures within.