Boredom: the desire for desires.

There are two tragedies in life. One is to lose your heart's desire. The other is to gain it.

The fundamental desire of life is the desire to exist.

I never really studied business in school. I kind of wish I had, but how boring is that?

Alas, why are my nights all thus lost? Ah, why do I ever miss his sight whose breath touches my sleep?

I am restless. I am athirst for faraway things. My soul goes out in a longing to touch the skirt of the dim distance. O Great Beyond, O the keen call of thy flute! I forget, I ever forget, that I have no wings to fly, that I am bound in this spot evermore.