Quotes About Yearning

And memory insists on pining For places it never went, As if life would be happier Just by being different.

He kissed her dizzy, then lifted her. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he kissed his way down her neck. "Make love to me," she whispered. "Like I'm a full-grown woman." He pulled back to look at her. "As opposed to...?

He knew what he wanted. He wanted Jess safe, and he wanted her back in his arms.

There was just something about the guy, the way he struggled with his faith, yearned to do the right thing in spire of the flaws that got in his way, that made her want to kiss him again~ Shelby Arroyo

I thought he might kiss me as we sat shivering on the bank of the spring with our clothes soaked through and our feet dangling in the steaming water. We looked into each other's eyes the way I'd always imagined people did right before they leaned in closer and touched lips for the first time. But that was all we did. We looked at each other. Into each other. We were still clutching hands.

He was looking at me, and I wondered whether he could feel how much I wanted to touch him.

I was not boy crazy. Really, I wasn't. But I was lonely, I guess.

Come, now, dear lady." His hand, a broad, and callused hand—a man's hand—slid over her silky sheets in a way that was calculated to suggest that same masterful hand roving over her equally silky flesh. He gave a slow, heated grin that sent the temperature of her blood soaring to new heights. "Don't make me come over there and get you . . .

He wondered if she knew how much he needed her. He wondered if the lilacs were still in bloom, and what she would have done if he really had broken one off that day in her garden and given it to her, and suddenly wished with all his heart that he had.

Very calmly, Gray let out his breath. He wanted nothing more than to gather her in his arms and comfort her in the best way he knew, but something warned him against it. Hugging her would be like embracing a thorn bush.

He stared down at her, slowly shaking his head. "How can any man look upon you and not want to possess you, wholly and fully?" "You're looking upon me," she said softly, invitingly, "and I have yet to see you begin the process of possessing me wholly and fully." Lowering his head until his forehead touched hers, he gazed deeply into her eyes. "I know I've been a brute in the past, but I swear to you, Gwyneth, I shall be as gentle, as considerate as you deserve to have me be.

I was longing for the moment I was in, even as I was in it.

But I also think I have never seen it in a book—the thing I needed to read, just then, and this feeling makes me agitated and restless: it makes me want to write the book where someone could find the thing I needed to read in the last seven or eight years.

The emptier a person f??l? in?id?, th? more he ???k? to fill th?t v?id outside.

The trouble is the kind of guy I want to go out with doesn't even exist... Like a rugged, chain-smoking, intellectual, adventurer guy who's really serious, but also really funny and mean...

Chapter 6 will explore purpose, our yearning to contribute and to be part of something larger than ourselves.

1) Autonomy—the desire to direct our own lives (2) Mastery—the urge to make progress and get better at something that matters (3) Purpose—the yearning to do what we do in the service of something larger than ourselves.

You are designed to want something that will hurt you. And you cannot help wanting it. You cannot stop wanting it. It is in your design. And when you finally find it, this thing will burn you up. This thing will destroy you.

Because you are designed to want something that will hurt you. And you cannot help wanting it. You cannot stop wanting it. It is in your design. And when you finally find it, this thing will burn you up. This thing will destroy you.

No matter how much kids beg to be treated like adults, nobody likes to let go of their childhood. You wish for it and dream of it and the second you have it, you wonder what you've done. You wonder what it is you've become.

No matter how much kids beg to be treated like adults, nobody likes to let go of their childhood. You wish for it and dream of it and the second you have it, you wonder what you've done. You wonder what it is you've become.

Because you are designed to want something that will hurt you. And you cannot help it...cannot stop wanting it. It is in your design. And when you finally find it, this thing will burn you up. This thing will destroy you.

The thing with your heart's desire is that your heart doesn't even know what it desires until it turns up.

The thing with your heart's desire is that your heart doesn't even know what it desires until it turns up. Like a tie at a tag sale, some perfect thing in a crate of nothing, you were just there, uninvited, and now suddenly the party was over and you were all I wanted. I hadn't even been looking, not for you, and now you were my heart's desire.