Quotes About Yearning

As far as I know, no tapes exist from my years at 'T.J.'s.' I wish they did.

It is not actual suffering but the taste of better things which excites people to revolt.

If I didn't write sex scenes, all my characters would head to the kitchen and make cups of tea.

Todo el mundo quiere lo que no puede tener.

You see something you like?" - Rose Hathaway

Why? It doesn't hurt you or anything. I told you I won't bother you if you don't want me to. And if you do, well, I'm all about that. So what's it matter if I just love you from afar?" I didn't entirely know. "Because . . . because you can't!

So amazingly, agonizingly sexy that it's a wonder I can get anything done when all I ever think about is the taste of your lips and the touch of your fingertips on my skin and the way your legs feel when I—

So beautiful, it hurts sometime

Because I wanted her," Adrian said.

But honestly, I would've gladly settled for Missouri, if only Adrian could be with me, free from pursuit.

Honestly, my deepest longing was to have a normal relationship, to love and be loved

I'd rather spend my life alone than with someone who isn't you.

Only now, standing with him, I realized it wouldn't be enough. It would only hurt more now, knowing exactly what I could never have again. I would never make love with Seth again, never have these intimate moments of comfort and rapport. He wasn't mine anymore. He never could be again.

Lo he dicho una y otra vez, haría cualquier cosa por ti. Solo sigo esperando algo como: "Adrian, vamos a tomar un baño caliente" o "Adrian, llévame por algo de fondue".

I pressed her against the wall, bringing us closer together, and she wrapped a leg around my hip.

Passion is something you really don't miss, after it has cooled. It is like looking at an empty bottle on the side of the road and thinking, "Boy, I wish I had a Coke." The loves you miss are the ones that go away when they are still warm, even hot, to the touch.

You do not hate the time you waste; it evokes a much more passive emotion than that. You only wish you had it back, like a quarter in an unlucky slot machine.

Tangled in one another's arms and nine times out of ten the things you think about a person make it impossible to touch them.

I don't miss doing things with her. I miss doing nothing with her.

Thought gives rise to desire.

No one can see the point where the longing is the most concentrated.

If a person is missing someone for a very long time, he can imagine seeing the one that he misses.

If fucking were graceful,desire an alibi.

I've never stopped wanting to cross the equator, or touch an elk's horns, or sing Tosca or screw James Dean in a field of wheat. To hell with wisdom. They're all wrong: I'll never be through with my life.