Quotes About Yearning

I hadn't even been looking, not for you, and now you were my heart's desire.

Take back the smile and the night, take it all back, I wish I could.

there's not enough ink and paper to say all I wanted.

So often at home in the West Village, I'm like, 'Why aren't I allowed a horse?' I would keep a horse in a stable in my apartment, and I would fit him with rubber shoes, and we'd just roll him out. If I needed to go to a meeting somewhere, I'd just get on my horse and go across town.

When I was a kid growing up, I lived in a little rural village called Woolton Hill, and the nearest town was Newbury. No bands played anywhere near us, so as much as I wanted to be on the grid and in the loop, I never was.

The point of vision and desire are the same.

That vision of a common culture is now simply a remote wistfulness.

Visions of glory, spare my aching sight.

And you know what I'm going to miss most of all? His face. I'm going to miss looking at his beautiful face. It's my favorite face in the entire world.

We all have a deep yearning to understand ourselves and be understood. When I see couples in therapy, often one or the other will complain, not "you don't love me" but "you don't understand me

Water, water, everywhere / Nor any drop to drink." But by the end of the day, I have an idea.

Follow your envy - it shows what you want

Regrets. Sure you think about regrets, but it's not regret for the things you've done that occupy you, as much as it is a longing for the things you'll never have a chance to do.

If I could manage to fall in love without having to actually meet someone, that would be ideal.

Tall, dark, and handsome, well built, easily topping six feet. Gorgeous. A bone-melting smile. Pearly whites. But of course he had perfect teeth. Oh crap. She was a sucker for tall, dark, and dashing.

She had closed him up in a mental box and he was supposed to stay there, dammit. Nothing more than a lovely fantasy she pulled out along with her vibrator from time to time.

some things are just beyond our control and the heart wants what the heart wants whether it makes logical sense or not.

He wondered what the point was of possessing a wild heart if it was ultimately harnessed by a timid soul. Others were capable of the adventure he yearned for

I want to fly! I want to touch the sun!" "Finish your eggs first.

Mama--Mama--I want so many things... I want so many things that they are driving me kind of crazy...

I would rather be a cripple and have your love for all of a single moment than to live as I am without ever having it.

Dallas to Cordelia: You were my dream, Dee. I just didn't know it.The part of me that I was always searching for.

He could not take what he could never keep.

Has any woman ever touched you?" she asked as she splayed her fingers over his thigh. "No." "Do you want a woman to touch you?" "No." She stilled, and Clay pushed himself up. He cradled her check in his palm. "I want you to touch me.