Quotes About Yearning

Bastien noticed that the two women hugged and touched and patted a lot. It was nice in one way, warm and affectionate, but he also felt a pinch of jealousy, wishing he was the recipient of some of those hugs, pats and touches. But Terri had been keeping her distance since Kate and Lucern had arrived. She'd even been avoiding eye contact, and that troubled him. He wanted to put his arm around her and claim her as his own. She didn't seem to feel the same.

Bastien still felt empty. Blood wasn't what he was hungry for. What he yearned for. What he really wanted was someone of his own. Someone to complete him. He wanted to belong to someone. To someone who could accept his differences and embrace him with them. He wanted unconditional love. More to the point, he wanted Terri's unconditional love.

some people may yearn for riches, not for money's sake but in order to send their children to college or provide themselves with the freedom and time for study and reflection which are necessary for their own spiritual growth.

Sometimes the things you fantasize about aren't what you end up really wanting

Spiritual yearning is the homesickness of the soul.

Ai dor! Era-me preciso enterrar magnificamente os meus amores. Eles lá iam, mar em fora, no espaço e no tempo, e eu ficava-me ali numa ponta de mesa, com os meus quarenta anos, tão vadios e tão vazios; ficava-me para os não ver nunca mais, porque ela poderia tornar e tornou, mas o eflúvio da manhã quem é que o pediu ao crepúsculo da tarde?

a saudade é isto mesmo; é o passar e repassar das memórias antigas.

Como é que se matam saudades não é coisa que se explique de um modo claro. Ele não há ferro nem fogo, corda nem veneno, e todavia as saudades expiram, para a ressurreição, alguma vez antes do terceiro dia. Há quem creia que, ainda mortas, são doces, mais que doces. Esse ponto, no nosso caso, não pode ser ventilado, nem eu quero desenvolvê-lo, como aliás cumpria.

Estou que empalideci; pelo menos, senti correr um frio pelo corpo todo. A notícia de que ela vivia alegre, quando eu chorava todas as noites, produziu-me aquele efeito, acompanhado de um bater de coração, tão violento, que ainda agora cuido ouvi-lo.

Mas a saudade é isto mesmo; é o passar e repassar das memórias antigas.

Lascivious one, the voluptuousness of nothing awaits you.

Se mi mancassero solo gli altri, pazienza; più o meno un uomo si consola delle persone che perde; ma il problema è che sono io stesso a mancare, e questa lacuna è tutto.

E ambos pararam a distância, tomados daquele desejo de conhecer a vida alheia, que é muita vez toda a necessidade humana

Invadiu-o então uma coisa a que podemos chamar nostalgia de do exílio. (A Parasita Azul)

Não lhe bastava ser casada entre quatro paredes e algumas árvores; precisava do resto do mundo, também. E quando eu me vi embaixo, pisando as ruas com ela, parando, olhando, falando, senti a mesma coisa. Inventava passeios para que me vissem, me confirmassem e me invejassem.

La vita è piena di obblighi che si adempiono, per quanta voglia si abbia di trasgredirli sfacciatamente.

saudade é isto mesmo; é o passar e repassar das memórias antigas

Tem asas como as das águias; Nem pousa sobre o granito; Aspira para o infinito; Pede tudo e tudo quer!

It's a strange thing, how you can love somebody, how you can be all eaten up inside with needing them--and they simply don't need you. That's all there is to it, and neither of you can do anything about it. And they'll be the same way with someone else, and someone else will be the same way about you and it goes on and on--this desperate need--and only once in a rare million do the same two people need each other.

I feel as though I'm not breathing when I'm out of his presence. He's the oxygen in my air, the sun in my universe, the staff of my life. —Jane Gardiner

I would, quite often, like to be grownup, wise, and sophisticated. But these gifts are not mine.

But I love her. That's the funny part of it. I love them all, and they don't give a hoot about me. Maybe that's why I call when I'm not going to be home. Because I care. Nobody else does. You don't know how lucky you are to be loved.

There're a lot of things you don't understand. Zachary smoldered his gaze at me. I came looking for you, and then when I found out where you were, suddenly it didn't seem worth it. It wasn't you. It was everything and nothing. Life. Ma's death. Talking to anybody. Not worth it

I know our world isn't perfect, Charles, but it's better than this. This isn't the only alternative! It can't be!" "Nobody suffers here," Charles intoned. "Nobody is ever unhappy." "But nobody's ever happy, either," Meg said earnestly. "Maybe if you aren't unhappy sometimes you don't know how to be happy. Calvin, I want to go home.