Quotes About Ache

The act of longing for something will always be more intense than the requiting of it.

The pain is real!

The dreadful nostalgia for a wasted life, the fatal feeling that you were born too late, or the restless hope for an impossible morning with the nearby restlessness of the flesh's ache

El verdadero dolor que mantiene despiertas las cosas es una pequeña quemadura infinita

The night below. We two. Crystal of pain. You wept over great distances. My ache was a clutch of agonies over your sickly heart of sand.

Win unfastened his seat belt and walked over to Evan Crisp. He handed him the satellite phone. "I need you to call Herman Ache. Tell him we will meet him at his Livingston residence within the hour." Crisp offered up skeptical. "You're kidding, right?" "I am indeed a mirthful fellow. But no." "He won't let you in armed." "That's

You can have all the desire and ache inside you want, but what you really need is a concrete starting point.

Seni yaln?zca bir defa olsun görmek, yaln?zca bir defa sana rastlamak, yaln?zca bir defa daha bak??lar?mla uzaktan olsun yüzünü kucaklayabilmek; tek arzumdu.

va trebui sa invat cum sa ti duc dorul

Pain is full of paradoxes. Its most self-evident characteristic is that it hurts–that's what it is there for, after all–but sometimes pain feels slightly wonderful: when your muscles ache after a long run, say, or when you slide into a bath that is at once unbearably hot but also, somehow, deliciously not.

I wanted more than life could ever grant

The heart did ache, actually. She felt a dull grind of lack somewhere near her diaphragm, a pain that occupied the space of something removed. A phantom limb. A scratchy hunger. The wasting muscle fatigue of want.

Dorul ingrozitor pe care l-am simtit la vederea lui m-a coplesit de-a dreptul.

Let's face it: I'm scared, scared and frozen. First, I guess I'm afraid for myself... the old primitive urge for survival. It's getting so I live every moment with terrible intensity. It all flowed over me with a screaming ache of pain... remember, remember, this is now, and now, and now. Live it, feel it, cling to it. I want to become acutely aware of all I've taken for granted. When you feel that this may be good-bye, the last time, it hits you harder.

And I sit here without identity: faceless. My head aches.

My heart is beating like it's lonely, like there's nothing else inside of me.

Desiring the unattainable; that's all this is about,

No matter how much it takes in, this hunger never goes away... Because it desires nothing else.

Que todo termina en un instante Planatera doloroso

This was the sound he cherished when alone in the stillness of his rooms. He sought and guarded the stillness, so that it might prevail there till the inevitable sounds of life, once more, comparatively coarse and harsh, should smother and deaden it—doubtless by the same process with which they would officiously heal the ache in his soul that was somehow one with it.

There are very few things in my life that I can't have if I want them. So when I see something that I can't have, immediately I'm obsessed by it.

At least the smoke would give me a little cover; it was also choking me, making my eyes water and my lungs ache and spasm with each breath, but you can't have everything.

Desire is the kind of thing thateats youandleaves you starving.

My soul pines for the color in my heart.