Quotes About Yearning

Quiero est un verbe étonnant qui veut tout dire. C'est vouloir, désirer, aimer, c'est quérir et c'est chérir. Tour à tour et selon le ton qu'on lui donne, il exprime la passion la plus impérative ou le caprice le plus léger. C'est un ordre ou une prière, une déclaration ou une condescendance. Parfois, ce n'est qu'une ironie

Y lo mismo que yo, alzando la cara entre dos restas, entre dos párrafos, miraba aquella plétora por los cristales de la ventana, detrás de la lluvia que sólo cubre el mundo para que podamos ver en su lugar nuestros sueños, la saciedad de nuestros sueños detrás de esa cortina gris donde todo está permitido.

Everything's either concave or -vex, so whatever you dream will be something with sex.

They say that this lot is bitterest: to recognize the good but by necessity to be barred from it.

If your heart is in your dream, no request is to extreme.

I love you like crazy, baby 'Cuz I'd go crazy without you.

Basta de realidades, queremos promesas

When Alexander saw the breadth of his domain, he wept for there were no more worlds to conquer. (Technically a misquote, but I like the misquote better)

Voy a tener que irme a un planeta sin aire. Porque eres el aire. Eres el aire. Eres el aire. Y el agua. Y los jazmines. Y mi sombra. Y mi canto. ¡Vete! ¿No te han dicho, acaso, que los muertos no regresan? Nunca regresan. Nunca regresan. Nunca regresan.

Y mis palabras se sentían arrancadas de su jaula de silencio cuando las atraías con el alpiste dorado de tu ternura inmensa.

I press my hands against my chest, wishing I could somehow be even closer to him. I hate skin; I hate bones and bodies. I want to curl up inside of him and be carried there forever.

I just want to know how you're made," Trevor breathed in his ear. "I love you so much, Zach. I want to climb inside you. I want to taste your brain. I want to feel your heart beating in my hands.

he stood before her, a god of fire and rain...

Human beings are unsatisfied beggar.

Kadang-kadang saya merasa sangat terisolasi. Saya hidup di dunia saya sendiri, dan hal ini seperti berada di pengasingan. Saya tidak tahu apakah orang masih ingin tahu apa yang sebenarnya saya pikirkan.

Dia telah tinggalkan aku, entah untuk sementara entah tidak.

Ada kalanya orang tak bisa menahan keberangan.

But I couldn't stop there. The call of adventure was much stronger and more inviting.

The love I knew was from books..

JEAN I need him like the axe needs the turkey. HARRINGTON Don't be vulgar, Jean. Let us be crooked, but never common.

Every literary and artistic work expresses a longing for innocence and an appeal to the essence of being.

Love consists of feelings mixed with groans of sighs.

The love has its yearning of which yearning knows nothing.

Your real dream is not the dream you see in sleep. Your real dream is the one that does not allow you to sleep.