Quotes About Yearning

Oh Lord! Open the doors of night for me So that I may leave this place and disappear.

I long to kiss the image of my death.

Unsubstantial Death is amorous.

Tired with all these for restful death I cry, As to behold desert a beggar born, And needy nothing trimmed in jollity, And purest faith unhappily forsworn.

I can't tell whether a revived man would appreciate his second chance or yearn for the stolen serenity.

He wanted to die. He prayed for it. Through the roar in his ears, he begged for it.

Do you wanna play? Everyone's dead, so I got bored. Did you come to play with me?--Wrath

She already felt dead in everything but name. What remained to be taken from her? She longed to be enfolded, welcomed, into the earth - to breathe no more, love no more, hurt no more

I lost my father this past year, and the word feels right because I keep looking for him. As if he were misplaced. As if he could just turn up, like a sock or a set of keys.

That's what death is, Danny thought: wanting to talk to someone and not being able to.

We are all created by desire and we all die because of desire.

Teddy wondered, and not for the first time, not by a long shot, if this was the day that missing her would finally be too much for him.

He may take long walksin the raining darkalmost aimlesslyto a spot of soaked grassin a neighbor's open field.He's decided this is the placefor you and him to meet again.

I miss you with the very edge of my skin.It winces in absence, a giant muscle contracting.

I wish R.I.P meant Return If Possible...

If I walked in there right now, you would beg me to make you scream.""Oh, please, " she said sarcastically."We wouldn't make it to a bed before I would be deep inside you.

It was like someone far away calling someone else's name.

Here's a fact: Some people want to live moreThan others do.

I don't want to be dying. I want to be dead.

It was deeper than some boy thinking she was cute. It was more like she was food and he was hungry. It was as if Mars needed her to survive.

And what this is, I realize, is life. I don't want it. I want my parents and I have for weeks. I've been trying to claw my way back to them, and now I am so close and he is telling me not to.

Because through the heavy water, I heard the sound of an angel calling my name, calling me to the only heaven I wanted.

Everyone dies. The don't all have the chance to see what they wanted most. At least I've seen the Above. At least I've known True.

I half wish that I had not been born with a sense of romance and beauty in this accursed age.