Quotes About Yearning

It was love, and it hit me so hard I leaned against the screen door that still stood between us, just to stay vertical. I wanted to touch him like he was a bunny, a kitten, something so special and soft your fingertips can't leave it alone. The universe was good because he was in it.

It was love, and it hit me so hard I leaned against the screen door that still stood between us, just to stay vertical. The universe was good because he was in it. I loved the hole in his jeans and the dirt on his bare feet and the scab on his elbow and the scar that laces through one eyebrow. Gat, my Gat.

Adelaide wished to love someone and be loved back. And to love someone and know that it was him she loved, not some idea of him. Maybe that was two wishes. Maybe it was only one.

What a lovely way to burn.

She is a ghost climbing out of the sea, returning to the spot where no one loved her quite enough to keep her safe.

For Gat with everything, everything. Cady.

He didn't believe in God anymore and yet he still wished that God would help him. - Cady

They do sometimes go crazy, these people, because the world is telling them not to want the things they want. it can seem saner to give up - but then one goes insane from giving up.

The music was turbulent. It made her feel as if the sky was about to break open, and as if Mikey not loving her and Toby being an addict were being pushed through the music into the sky.

Why do you hate yourself?" And before I know it, Gat is lying on the bed next to me. His cold fingers wrap around my hot ones, and his face is close to mine. He kisses me. "Because I want things I can't have," he whispers.

It was love and it hit me so hard I leaned against the screen door that still stood between us,just to stay vertical.I wanted to touch him like he was a bunny,a kitten,something so special and soft your fingertips can't leave it alone.The universe was good because he was in it.I loved the hole in his jeans and the dirt on his bare feet and the scab on his elbow and the scar that laced through one eyebrow.Gat,my Gat.

my whole body sings to be near him,because every movement he makes is charged with electricity.I often think of putting my arms around him or running my fingers along his lips.When I let my thoughts go there the sharp pain of unrequited love invites the migraine in.

Half the time I hate myself for all the things I've done,' says Gat. 'But the thing that makes me really messed up is the contradiction: when I'm not hating myself, I feel righteous and victimized. Like the world is so unfair.' 'Why do you hate yourself?' And before I know it, Gat is lying on the bed next to me. His cold fingers wrap around me hot ones, and his face is close to mine. He kisses me. 'Because I want things I can't have,' he whispers.

I have lost you, Gat, because of how desperately, desperately I fell in love.

while beyond the barrier Maurice wandered, the wrong words on his lips and the wrong desires in his heart, and his arms full of air.

Then, half ashamed, hald joyful, she murmured 'O Machine! O Machine' and raised the volume to her lips. Thrice she kissed it, thrice inclined her head, thrice she felt the delirium of acquiescence.

he saw from the vastness of the ruin what ecstasy he had lost, what a communion.

Little lonely one, You clung to me as a garment clings; my girl.

When I'm not near the girl I love, I love the girl I'm near.

Somewhere over the rainbowBluebirds fly.Birds fly over the rainbow—Why then, oh why can't I?

If happy little bluebirds fly beyond the rainbow, why oh why can't I?

When I'm not facing the face that I fancy,I fancy the face I face.

when all your smiles should be for me,

Before Annie could answer, he was there, hugging her until her ribs ached and kissing her so hard that her lips felt bruised.