Quotes About Yearning

Sighing, she looked out at the fog. It was like life, preventing her from seeing what was beyond reach. She wasn't unhappy. She simply felt that something important was missing from her life

Because I would very much like to kiss you, Miss Darling, and unlike you, I'm not in the habit of taking what rightfully belongs to someone else.

How could he give her so much, yet leave her so little.

When she'd skillfully turned it back towards the herd, Rebecca lifted an arm to wave at Jake, her smile vis­ible even from this distance. He felt a familiar tightening in his loins. How many times had he watched her ride across the Lazy A, experienced the same stirrings, and rid­den away so she'd never know what his true feelings were? He didn't have to ride away today. He could watch her graceful movements to his heart's content.

Is there nothing you want so desperately that you'd be willing to do anything in order to acquire it?

He stirred the fire, and when he spoke, his voice blended in with the roar of the fire's blaze. "I want tonight, Maddie." He twisted his body away from the fire until his attention was focused entirely on her. "Tell me you don't love me, and I'll sleep on the other side of the fire. Otherwise, I intend to take tonight.

I want to see you again," Greystone said quietly. "I'm not certain that's wise. We are of different worlds, Your Grace. In yours, I am but one night and in mine you are destined to be merely a memory.

Still she felt like a mermaid following a unicorn into the woods, all the while knowing that at some point, she would have to return to the sea.

He stole her breath, as stealthily as a pickpocket slipping a silk handkerchief from a pocket, a bracelet from around a wrist, a ring off a finger. So the object was gone before the wearer realized it was taken. One moment she was breathing, and the next she'd quite simply forgotten how.

Then he began tearing at his clothes. She heard the linen rip and the buttons ping as they scattered over the floor. She thought she should be frightened by the frenzy, but instead she was fascinated that she could elicit such a reaction from a man. That he was fairly mad with wanting her.

Then why won't you tutor me?" Frustration seized him, the same frustration he'd been fighting since he met her. "Because I can't keep my bloody mouth off you. I can't keep my bloody hands off you. And it's getting harder to keep my bloody cock away from you.

I missed him. Love, I realized, was something your spine memorized. There was nothing you could do about that.

Heaven belongs to the impetuous who won't wait.

There is only one good thing about a small town You know that you want to get out - Songs for Drella

The mind wanders when it's never totally satisfied.

Father, I want to see Your face. Hear my cry and reveal Yourself to me as I make room for You to invade my life. I am desperate for more of You. I am here. I am knocking. Intersect my life today with a greater awareness of who You are. Please show me more of Your character and purpose as I set my heart on You. Amen.

Elle avait ce gout de l'absolu, rien n'etait jamais assez, rien n'etait quelque chose. Quiconque a ce gout de l'absolu, renonce par la meme au bonheur.

you sleep naked in my brain and I dare not rest

The countryside and woods kept me occupied a while longer. Then I took a violent dislike to them and confined myself to my room. The prodigious slowness of time, the horrible punctuality of the meals, my reading of what I found in the library of the house, and a persistent memory above all, gave me an urgent desire to flee from that miserable region. But how could I?

La tête ailleurs et le cÅ"ur dans un autre siècle déjà...

Thou dost not understand the foolish things that creep into the hearts of us white men when we love a woman, not for her beauty alone, but for something that wise men say lies beyond the black gates of death, and the woman who loves and the man who loves shall yet meet again.

Most cats, when they are Out want to be In, and vice versa, and often simultaneously.

Ge verlangt naar iemand, en als ge met twee zijt blijkt het dat ge toch gelukkiger, geruster en goddelijk eenzamer waart, alleen.

Ik wentelde me naar hem toe en legde me met wijdgeopende muis over z'n stijve boodschapper neer. Ik zei hem dat ik z'n fluit wou, dat ik er heet naar lag, dat ik ze binnen in me kut moest hebben. Me muis heeft honger naar je stijve zaadworst, zei ik hem. Ik weet niet wat ik d'r allemaal nog uitflapte (...)