The One who saved your soul longs to remake your heart. Let's fix our eyes on Jesus. Perhaps in seeing Him, we will see what we can become!
In the love poetry of every age, the woman longs to be weighed down by the man's body.
Love is like a child, That longs for everything it can come by
Every human longs for peace and love.
One longs to be funny, to make people laugh. Laughter is such a sign of approval, isn't it?
I am such a bossy producer and such a control freak that there's a part of me that really longs to be bossed around.
Oh! that fear When the heart longs to know, what it is death to hear.
Do you recall, from your childhood on, how very much this life of yours has longed for greatness? I see it now, how from the vantage point of greatness it longs for even greater greatness. That is why it does not let up being difficult, but that is also why it will not cease to grow.
The aged love what is practical while impetuous youth longs only for what is dazzling.
Youth longs and manhood strives, but age remembers.
The ox longs for the gaudy trappings of the horse; the lazy pack-horse would fain plough. [We envy the position of others, dissatisfied with our own. ]
The heartland lies where the heart longs to be. Sometimes it takes a lifetime to find the true place to plant it.
Come, every frustum longs to be a cone, And every vector dreams of matrices. Hark to the gentle gradient of the breeze: It whispers of a more ergodic zone.
Kant's style is so heavy that after his pure reason, the reader longs for unreasonableness.
We continue to speak, if only in whispers, to something inside us that longs to be named.
The significance of a man is not in what he attains, but rather what he longs to attain.
Every time a strong wind blows, every sand and dust yearns for being a solid rock and every solid rock longs for flying with the wind!
I believe that at the center of the universe there dwells a loving spirit who longs for all that’s best in all of creation, a spirit who knows the great potential of each planet as well as each person, and little by little will love us into being more than we ever dreamed possible. That loving spirit would rather die than give up on any one of us.
Ambition, having reached the summit, longs to descend.
Praise is a contradiction of pride. Pride says 'looks at me,' but praise longs for people to see Jesus.
