Quotes About Yearning

God created human beings with a capacity for loneliness so that we would yearn for and find our all in him.

I think that a certain hunger for him came first and was followed by a feeling of tenderness, gradually increasing, for a person who aroused such hunger and then satisfied it. Maybe that was what I felt for him that I thought was love.

Not a man of habits, though he wished to be

In a simple way, that same night, like two hungry and thirsty people, we could decide we wanted to find a place to be alone together and remain together long enough to satisfy our appetite.

I looked like a woman in glasses, but I had dreams of leading a very different kind of life, the life of a woman who would not wear glasses, the kind of woman I saw from a distance now and then in a bar.

Because boys, and later men, regardless of their best intentions often seemed to yearn for something they just never succeeded in defining. You pitied them for it, your heart went out to them, but still there was a chronic gap between what they should be and what they were capable of being. Into that gap civilization fell.

Fico tomando sol porque não posso tomar o homem que amo", pensou mastigando mais energicamente. E Ana Clara? As coisas que tomava seriam para substituir o casaco de onça? O Jaguar? E se fosse simplesmente porque não conheceu o sol, a infância, Deus. "Tudo que tive e ainda tenho, tão triste ir buscar lá fora o que devia estar aqui dentro.

Sentei-me no chão roendo os sequilhos e chorando porque queria a minha mãe, não a que saiu de mantilha mas a que ficou no retrato.

Daqui a pouco ficarei em cacos na sua mão - balbuciou. E como sentisse que ele afrouxava o braço, animou-o novamente. - Mas eu quero que seja assim.

Sabia que não ia voltar mas continuava pensando com tanta força. Como quando se tira um vestido velho do baú, um vestido que não é para usar, só para olhar. Só para ver como ele era. Depois a gente dobra de novo e guarda mas não se cogita em jogar fora ou dar. Acho que saudade é isso.

Papai, papai!", chamou baixinho. Mas só o cipreste pareceu ter ouvido o apelo: fez um meneio sob o vento e em seguida curvou-se como um velho galhofeiro numa reverência.

Tinha um relógio grande assim na torre e eu queria me agarrar nos ponteiros, segurar as horas, por que é que o tempo não parava um pouco? Queria ficar lá dependurado, segurando o tempo.

That's right, you're not from Texas. But Texas wants you anyways.

He sighed forlornly and lifted

Pure love was always difficult to witness. Why was that, she wondered? Because it was so rare? So beautiful? SO damned unattainable for most of the poor saps muddling through this life?

You know what I wish? I wish I could put time in a bottle and throw it into the ocean. Then I would have forever to spend with you. I wouldn't need air to breathe or food to eat. Holding you in my arms would be all the food I would need. Having your love would be the only air I would need to breathe.

She comes to naught, my dear one, she comes to naught, all that there business. What the hell, maybe twice in your life you have yourself a whore of a good time, and then you spend every night of the rest of your life trying to get that good time back. But she comes to naught.

Is there an aphrodisiac more powerful than forbidden fruit hanging just out of reach?

Why are we doomed to crave most that which we cannot have?

The trees sang their approval. Ruith cocked an ear and listened to them for a moment or two, smiled faintly, then continued on his way toward her. Sarah felt her breath catch, again. She wondered if there would ever come a day when she could look at him and yawn.

One soldier wrote home saying that he and his peers sought to kiss her shadow.

He moaned her name against her lips, and then at her temple, and her closed eyes. It seemed to be all he could say, the only word he knew. She remembered how she'd once been incensed by his lazy, mocking use of that butchered form of Bernadette, and decided she had been a pathetic little idiot.

He scanned the crowd for Serena. She stood next to Jimena in silver hip huggers and a frosty top. Rhinestones and crystals sparkled in her hair like stars. Jimena wore a sequin-covered purple velvet dress. Their bodies glowed. He wanted to see a sadness on Serena's face that matched his own. Some sign that she missed him the way he ached for her.

Nothing is as good when you have it as it is bad when it's gone.