Quotes About Yearning

Now that he was near her, this sighing of the human skin took on a dreamlike quality like the spell of the mountains.

And what will you do now? You'll collect loves Like stamps. You've got doubles and no one Will trade you and you have the damaged ones.

Out of three or four in a room One is always standing at the window Hair dark above his thoughts Behind him the words And in front of him the words, wandering without luggage Hearts without provision, prophecies without water, And big stones put there And stayed, closed, like letters, With no adresses; and no one to receive them.

Ninguna de las cosas que más queremos en la vida es de naturaleza física.

I need to be blinded, Valya. I was wrong, Valya ... I thought the emotions had perished -- love and devotion and tenderness, but it's all still here, Valya ... Only not for us, all that's left for us is envy and more envy ... Poke out my eyes, Valya, I want to go blind ...

Nostalgia is a luxury.

Desire is never final, desire is imprecise and impractical [...]

The ideal reader cannot sleep when holding the writer he was meant to be with.

It hurts to look at what you can't have

More silence; children's silence, so desperately desired by adults yet eerie when it finally occurs.

He wanted to meet her for the first time, over and over...He told himself the story that this was the great tragedy of his heart. The great tragedy of his heart was that it always needed to be told a story.

Girls either wanted him or wanted to improve him, but most often a combination of the two. They wanted to improve him until he justified the amount they wanted him.

Don't you think they're as bored as you are? You think you're somebody special? You think I wake up everyday so happy to see you? You're a snob, just in the other way. Do you think you are the only one who wants something else? Another life?

He smiles shyly at Leah. Aged ten he had a smile! Nathan Bogle: the very definition of desire for girls who had previously only felt that way about certain fragrant erasers. A smile to destroy the resolve of even the strictest teachers, other people's parents. Now she sees ten-year-olds and cannot believe they have inside them what she had inside her at the same age.

He talked and talked, the kind of talking you do to stave off the inevitable physical desire, the kind of talking that only increases it.

I want to stay still and to keep moving. I want this life and another.

I wanted to love and to be loved.

She was the kind of person who never gave you enough time to miss her.

I want to stay still and to keep moving. I want this life and another. Don't look for me!

Desiring lasts a long time, demands and requests go on to infinity; fulfillment is short and is meted out sparingly. But even the final satisfaction itself is only apparent; the wish fulfilled at once makes way for a new one.

you don't know what thirst is until you drink for the first time" ? Carlos Ruiz Zafón, The Angel's Game

He saw the dark, slender, graceful outline of her form. A woman lay in his arms! And he held her closer. He who had been alone in the sad, silent watches of the night was not now and never must be again alone. He who had yearned for the touch of a hand felt the long tremble and the heart-beat of a woman.

unquenchable

She didn't really believe in the possibility of making good things happen with the sheer strength of your desire for them. If anything, it seemed to her, the opposite was true. The moment you wanted anything too fervently, the moment you yearned, the universe gazed with disgust upon your mewling and withheld. To get things, you had to be careless about them, the way that Rosa was.