You want to be loved because you do not love; but the moment you love, it is finished, you are no longer inquiring whether or not somebody loves you. As long as you demand to be loved, there is no love in you; and if you feel no love, you are ugly, brutish, so why should you be loved? Without love you are a dead thing; and when the dead thing asks for love, it is still dead. Whereas, if your heart is full of love, then you never ask to be loved, you never put out your begging bowl for someone to fill it.
—Jiddu Krishnamurti in Think on These Things
You can never get enough of what you don't really want.
—Eric Hoffer
I didn’t know why I was going to cry, but I knew that if anybody spoke to me or looked at me too closely the tears would fly out of my eyes and the sobs would fly out of my throat and I’d cry for a week. I could feel the tears brimming and sloshing in me like water in a glass that is unsteady and too full.
—Sylvia Plath in The Bell Jar
He whose belly is full believes not him whose belly is empty.
—Thomas Fuller
I used to say, watching two elderly women crossing the street in flowered hats, holding each other's arms, "Look at those cute old ladies." I didn't mind the stereotypes that pepper movies and television shows. Now old people are no longer cute or mean or silly or wise to me. They are people, in all their broken fullness. Despite the glitches in faculties and functioning, anyone who's lived that long has learned something the rest of us don't know.
—Tarn Wilson
I have two enemies in all the world, / Two twins, inseparably pooled: / The hunger of the hungry and the fullness of the full.
—Marina Tsvetaeva
Tenderness contains an element of sadness. It is not the sadness of feeling sorry for yourself or feeling deprived, but it is a natural situation of fullness. You feel so full and rich, as if you were about to shed tears. Your eyes are full of tears, and the moment you blink, the tears will spill out of your eyes and roll down your cheeks. In order to be a good warrior, one has to feel this sad and tender heart.
—Chogyam Trungpa Rinpoche
The spring of love becomes hidden and soon filled up.
—Max Muller
All the rivers run into the sea; yet the sea is not full.
—King Solomon
A full cup must be carried steadily.
—English proverb