Quotes About Yearning

By God, I wish that spit had been a real one, with me to turn it.

The smell of her hair, the taste of her mouth, the feeling of her skin seemed to have got inside him, or into the air all round him. She had become a physical necessity.

you can get anything in this world if you genuinely don't want it.

Always in your stomach and in your skin there was a sort of protest, a feeling that you had been cheated of something you had a right to.

We walk about under a load of memories which we long to share and somehow never can.

And yet all the while there's that peculiar intensity, the power of longing for things as you can't long when you're grown up, and the feeling that time stretches out and out in front of you and that whatever you're doing you could go on for ever.

There is no comfort. Our lives dismay us. We have dreams of leaving and it is the same for everyone I know.

Tanr? bana sinekleri kovay?m diye bir kuyruk vermi?; ama ke?ke sinekler de olmasayd?, kuyru?um da.

That was above all what he wanted to hear. Not merely the love of one person but the animal instinct, the simple undifferentiated desire. That was the force that would tear the Party to pieces.

Better than before, moreover, he realized why it was that he hated her. He hated her because she was young and pretty and sexless, because he wanted to go to bed with her and would never do so, because round her sweet supple waist, which seemed to ask you to encircle it with your arm, there was only the odious scarlet sash, aggressive symbol of chastity.

Ä°nsan sevilmekten çok anla??lmay? istiyordu belki de.

She had become a physical necessity, something that he not only wanted but felt he had the right to

All he wanted was to get home quickly, and then sit down and be quiet.

Is there anything in the world more graceless, more dishonouring, than to desire a woman whom you will never have? Throughout

Always in your stomach and in your skin there was a sort of protest, a feeling that you had been cheated of something that you had a right to.

To continue to be lucky is my great desire.

This desire is inherent in the human race.

Ach, das ist süß. Das unbestimmte Leiden der Seele, die sucht, wartet, sich sehnt, sich selbst nicht kennt, die die Wunder des künftigen Lebens erbaut und die Trümmer des verflossenen wiederaufrichtet, dieses zarte, traurige Streben nach einem unbekannten Gut, das sich nie offenbart und nie erschöpft, all das ist das Leben der Seele. Unglücklich sind diejenigen, die das nicht wissen und ihren Ehrgeiz auf irdische Güter lenken!

Le mal du pays fait cet effet-là à tout le monde : il transforme les objets de nos souvenirs en idéalités poétiques, dont les qualités grandissent à nos yeux, tandis que les défauts s'adoucissent toujours avec le temps et l'absence, et vont jusqu'à s'effacer dans notre imagination.

I'm not a bad guy. If only I could stop hoping. If only I could say to my heart: Give up. Be alone forever. There's always opera. There's angel-food cake and neighborhood children caroling, and the look of autumn leaves on a wet roof. But no. My heart's some kind of idiotic fishing bobber.

Show your cock, she says, and dies again.

That is why I came back. I was wrong in life, limited, shrank everything down to my size, and yet, in the end, there was something light-craving within me, which sent me back, and saved me.

Tell them we are tired of being nothing, and doing nothing, and mattering not at all to anyone, and living in a state of constant fear, the Reverend said.

I said I didn't know about any of that but sure would fancy another of those pills. Come with us then, Miranda said. The McBains in the gully paused to listen. As did the cows. As did, somehow, the barn. I was so tired and had been tired for ever so long. I believe I will come with, I said.