Quotes About Yearning

Don't give up all your romance, Anne, he whispered shyly, a little of it is a good thing—not too much, of course—but keep a little of it, Anne, keep a little of

I don't want sunbursts and marble halls. I just want YOU.

I don't feel like tame domestic joys today. I want to feel alone and free and wild.

life still called to her with many insistent voices.

Hayal kurman?n en kötü yan?, durmak zorunda kalman?z. Bu insan?n can?n? çok yak?yor.

It's hard enough now, so I won't make it any harder. I want to go out so much—everything seems to be calling to me, 'Anne, Anne, come out to us. Anne, Anne, we want a playmate'—but it's better not. There is no use in loving things if you have to be torn from them, is there?

Bir insan?n bir ÅŸeyi çok isteyip de yapamamas?n?n ne demek olduÄŸunu ben çok iyi bilirim.

Hayallerde t?pk? gölgeler gibi, onlar? kafese koyamazs?n, sürekli dans etmek isteyen ele avuca s??maz ÅŸeyler...

Oh, I wish we had the old days back again, exclaimed Jem. I'd love to be a soldier—a great, triumphant general. I'd give EVERYTHING to see a big battle. Well

There are times, Anne dearie, when I know by your eyes that YOUR soberness is put on like a garment and you're really aching to do something wild and young again.

Perhaps," said Owen dreamily, it is the prisoned infinite in us calling out to its kindred infinite as expressed in that visible perfection.

The girl's beauty and sorrow and loneliness drew her with an irresistible fascination.

Bets seemed to die afresh every time there was something Pat wanted to share with her and could not.

be still my beating heart...

I was no longer satisfied with the small change of experience, which had hitherto contented me. I wanted to deal in larger sums.

The civilian world was a dull place, a tired three-piece orchestra, waiting for the word 'fun'.

Just like real sex, the touching was good, but there came a point in time when a woman needed to be filled - deeply.

You seem like a woman in need of a healthy dose of me.

I know we planned to walk down to Schubert's for burgers, but can we go upstairs first?' She raised her eyebrows. 'What for?' 'Because I need to be inside you. Like...now.

How needy man is.

You're like a starving person whose stomach is shrunk up from not having any food. You're shrunk up from not wanting nothing.

We mostly quarreled. He wanted what I wouldn't give. I wanted what he didn't have.

He was tired of seeing his family only in dreams.

I make my share of mistakes, but one I never make is to underestimate the power of things. People imbued from childhood with the myth of the primacy of feeling seldom like to admit they really want things as much as they might want love, but my career has convinced me that plenty of them do. And some want things a lot worse than they want love.