Quotes About Yearning

You wring your hands to see it, and that's another illustration of love; in the end you are too heavy to move with the greediness of the stomach.

I have been loved,' she said, 'by something strange, and it has forgotten me.

I have been loved," she said, "by something strange, and it has forgotten me.

Put your head in my pussy, my refrigerator where all the bees want to go, honey.

Only the margin left to write on now. I love you, I love you, I love you.

Wouldn't it be something if we could have things we love in abudance without their losing that special attraction the want of them held for us.

It took him years to realize it was the flirtation and admiration he craved, not the actual conquest.

Per ore, accoccolati sui talloni, a occhi semichiusi, quegli esclusi dalla felicità barattavano la dura realtà con qualche grammo di sogno.

By then he would realize that the freedom he had always yearned for and never understood was beyond his or any man's reach, and that all men must yearn for it equally; a freedom from the society of mankind without its absence; a freedom from connection, from fear, from trouble, and above all from the loneliness of being alive. By then he would understand that fulfillment was only temporary, and desire the enemy of death.

cri de coeur

Longing on a large scale is what makes history.

It is possible to be homesick for a place even when you are there.

He wanted to fuck her loudly on a hard bed with rain beating on the windows.

Talent is more erotic when it's wasted.

All great literature is about longing. The same is true with music. People can buy anything they want or need at the mall or on line. But they cannot buy what they long for. That is where writers come in. We deliver what people long for.

A fierce unrest seethes at the core, of all existing things:, it was the eager wish to soar, that gave the gods their wings.

Nothing is emptier than an empty house. The vacant kitchen chair, the imprint on a sofa cushion, the pillow unsplayed with hair, absent of scent. An unspoken thought, an unshared laugh, the silence of no footsteps, no sighs, no breaths.

He prays at the altar of dead false gods. Tries to hold up an image of what he thinks used to be but in fact didn't exist except maybe in the movies. The fuckin' guy wants so bad to be something that never was, even the ghost image of which is now fading into black.

He wishes Marie were here, that's all. No one who hasn't missed a beloved spouse will ever know the literal meaning of the word "heartache

We eat pancakes to escape loneliness, yet within moments we want nothing more than our freedom from ever having so much as thought about pancakes.

Readers of symbols are forever at the mercy of desire.

And I sat there getting drunker and drunker and more in love and more in love.

Nostalgia comes with the smell of rain

Italy is a dream that keeps returning for the rest of your life.