Andy Roddick Quotes

I felt incomplete. I was always happy but I felt incomplete and that I needed to be pushing through.

People are searching for something they don't have in their lives. There's an unfulfilled need.

There was always something missing in Montreal.

But something's missing.

to live means to lack something at every moment

Today I begin to understand what love must be, if it exists... When we are parted, we each feel the lack of the other half of ourselves. We are incomplete like a book in two volumes of which the first has been lost. That is what I imagine love to be: incompleteness in absence.

Without Mona, Hanna felt like a great outfit without matching accessories, a screw-driver that was all orange juice and no vodka, and an iPod without headphones. She just felt wrong.

Without a bottle to hold, I feel incomplete, the way Plato says we are each born only half a circle, and we spend out lives seeking out our other half. A drink is my beloved. Without it, I am wanting; I feel half finished.

That is the worst moment, when you feel you have lost / The desires for all that was most desirable, / Before you are contented with what you can desire; / Before you know what is left to be desired; / And you go on wishing that you could desire / What desire has left behind.

I missed you even when I was with you. That’s been my problem. I miss what I already have, and I surround myself with things that are missing.

Something is missing: that's as close as I can come to naming the sensation, an awareness of missed or thwarted connections, or of a great hollowness left where something lovely and solid used to be. ...There is something fundamentally insatiable about being human, as though we come into the world with a kind of built-in tension between the experience of being hungry, which is a condition of striving and yearning, and the experience of being fed, which may offer temporary satisfaction but always gives way to new strivings, new yearnings.

If you desire, you are restless.

I don't think I have ever been completely satisfied, which is probably the right way to say it. I always felt like I wanted more.

He looks out into the empty street, allowing me to sit in his car and just miss her. To miss her each time I pull in a breath of air. To miss her with a heart that feels so cold by itself, but warm when thoughts of her flow through me.

There is always something missing that torments me.

You’ve got me feeling like you’re that something I’ve been missing.

In all climates, under all skies, man's happiness is always somewhere else.

Yet nothing can to nothing fall, Nor any place be empty quite; Therefore I think my breast hath all Those pieces still, though they be not unite; And now, as broken glasses show A hundred lesser faces, so My rags of heart can like, wish, and adore, But after one such love, can love no more.

I am a cage, in search of a bird.

Don't you ever imagine things differently than what they are? Oh, Marilla, how much you miss.

Each of them always gravitating toward the other. Yet still they do not touch.

Desires are only the lack of something: and those who have the greatest desires are in a worse condition than those who have none, or very slight ones.

Longing, we say, because desire is full of endless distances.

What are these voices outside love's open door, make us throw off our contentment, and beg for something more?

It's a happy life, but someone is missing. It's a happy life, and someone is missing.