Quotes About Yearning

And though she loves nothing more than the sight of her handsome prince, his wife sometimes dreams about that unknown lover, and, on such occasions, he comes to her. Even now, this very evening, the prince is waiting outside her bedchamber door until it is fully dark, when he will slip quietly in...

To fall in love you have to be in the state of mind for it to take, like a disease.

I was starved for attention, while she insisted I didn't like to be hugged.

Grinning with delight even as my heart ached—a familiar bittersweet feeling, that of enjoying affection from afar—I watched until they all went inside, the cab and the barouche drove away, and it became apparent that the moment of drama was over.

Thread and cloth were ordinary – worse than ordinary; they were women's affairs. But letters! Letters were for lords and kings. And something in me blazed fiery jealous and joyous at the thought: Why ever should they have what I did not?

dreams pulled at him. His mom never should have sent him his list of dreamy-eyed

You're so unfair, Michiru…To leave into your own world…Don't leave me alone…-Haruka Tenoh/Sailor Uranus

Whenever I think of him... I don't know why, but my chest feels so tight, it's hard to breathe. I need to keep it secret just a little bit longer.

It is a terrible, wretched thing to love someone whom you know cannot love you. There are things that are more dreadful. There are many human pains more grievous. And yet it remains both terrible and wretched. Like so many things, it is insoluble.

Tunde tries to imagine what it'd be like to have one. A power you can't give away or trade. He feels himself yearning for it, repulsed by it. He reads online forums where men say that if all the men in the world had one everything would be back to the way it ought to be. They're angry and afraid. He understands that.

But it's more complicated than you think, how you feel about a person. Sometimes I think that if she'd asked me, even once, to stay, I would have stayed forever. The Rabbis teach that we each hold worlds within us. Maybe both these things are true. But she never asked. And so I had to leave.

It is hard now, very hard, but the difficulty is familiar. Her body wants something, and she is denying it.

someone a couple of years younger than her. She wants

It is hard now, very hard, but the difficulty is familiar. Her body wants something, and she is denying

Yes, it is so hard to dream and live and not to find what we want. So much has been given to us, but somehow not what we want. There is always something missing, always something we could have had, should have had. We do not understand why God denies us these things; why He is deaf to our prayers.

Even now, years later, there's only one face I see when I hear the word "beautiful." High cheekbones with alabaster skin. The most astonishing green irises set in unblinking almond eyes. Long black hair, sleek as a waterfall of onyx.

You're already seared in my memory, kiska," he murmurs. "No picture necessary.

You can ask me for anything you like, except time

I have seen only yoU, I have admired only yoU, I desire only You

I hope before long to press you in my arms and shall shower on you a million burning kisses as under the Equator.

And suddenly, she longed for a thunderstorm.

I hunger and thirst so for a bed on the ground that, once freed, I don't believe I can ever go into New York chains again. What a problem-- to have a primeval soul and one's home in New York!

I missed him desperately, even though he'd said he hated me, even though his anger—the rampage at his house, the X through his yearbook page, the cruel way he withdrew from everyone—scared me. I didn't care if he wasn't my boyfriend, or even my friend. He was my Jonah. I felt more alone without him now than I'd ever felt before I met him. My life had a hole in it.

In a romantic comedy, I would have been able to wipe all his troubles away with a single kiss. But that wasn't going to happen—not the kiss, not the troubles vanishing with it. I felt so close to him, but I didn't want to kiss him. And I didn't get the sense that he wanted to kiss me.