Quotes About Yearning

He yearned for this calm serenity, for smiles without cynicism, for honesty without subterfuge, meeting Mary on that country lane was some things the angels had planned, he had no intentions of letting her go.

When I was 12 I cried to my mom, because I never got my letter to Hogwarts.

It hung between grief and yearning, and it welled from a deep ache for something that Pax could never divine.

Se puede desear algo que no se sabe qué es, añorar una felicidad que quién sabe si exista, sentir nostalgia por lo desconocido?

Aria smiled shyly. "How long are you staying?" "How long do you want me to stay?" Forever, Aria wanted to say.

I Like things that are trapped,' he explained. 'Too many things leave us forever.'

Kissing her is like drinking salted water, he thinks. His thirst only increases.

He cannot think. He can scarcely breathe. But he has no desire to either, he simply wants to keep kissing her.

His heart is pounding and when he kisses her it is as if the whole of Riyadh disappears – the wide sky, the hard surface of the roof, the date palms and the water wells.

Though I know he loves me, tonight my heart is sad his kiss was not so wonderful as all the dreams I had.

No one worth possessing Can be quite possessed.

Stephen kissed me in the spring, Robin in the fall, But Colin only looked at me And never kissed at all. Stephen's kiss was lost in jest, Robin's lost in play, But the kiss in Colin's eyes Haunts me night and day.

I am not yours, not lost in you, Not lost, although I long to be Lost as a candle lit at noon, Lost as a snowflake in the sea. You love me, and I find you still A spirit beautiful and bright, Yet I am I, who long to be Lost as a light is lost in light.

No one worth possessing can quite be possessed

The ache of empty arms was an old tale to you.

Love in my heart is a cry forever Lost as the swallow's flight, Seeking for you and never, never Stilled by the stars at night

At Night Love said, "Wake still and think of me," Sleep, "Close your eyes till break of day," But Dreams came by and smilingly Gave both to Love and Sleep their way.

Message I heard a cry in the night, A thousand miles it came, Sharp as a flash of light, My name, my name! It was your voice I heard, You waked and loved me so -- I send you back this word, I know, I know!

My room is like a bit of June, Warm and close-curtained fold on fold, But somewhere, like a homeless child, My heart is crying in the cold.

Desert Pools I love too much; I am a river Surging with spring that seeks the sea, I am too generous a giver, Love will not stoop to drink of me. His feet will turn to desert places Shadowless, reft of rain and dew, Where stars stare down with sharpened faces From heavens pitilessly blue. And there at midnight sick with faring, He will stoop down in his desire To slake the thirst grown past all bearing In stagnant water keen as fire.

The Storm I thought of you when I was wakened By a wind that made me glad and afraid Of the rushing, pouring sound of the sea That the great trees made. One thought in my mind went over and over While the darkness shook and the leaves were thinned— I thought it was you who had come to find me, You were the wind.

When beauty grows too great to bear How shall I ease me of its ache, For beauty more than bitterness Makes the heart break.

A Cry Oh, there are eyes that he can see, And hands to make his hands rejoice, But to my lover I must be Only a voice. Oh, there are breasts to bear his head, And lips whereon his lips can lie, But I must be till I am dead Only a cry.

I hoped that he would love me, And he has kissed my mouth, But I am like a stricken bird That cannot reach the south. For though I know he loves me, To-night my heart is sad; His kiss was not so wonderful As all the dreams I had.