Quotes About Yearning

Sometimes she woke up speaking his name. Sometimes she wondered how it were possible to be so far from the sea and still feel as if she were drowning.

Just a little homesick, Alice answered. It was the truth, she thought. She just wasn't sure she had yet been to the place she was homesick for.

I tried to show him that he was the answer to a question I hadn't even known I had been asking.

How was she supposed to bear the prospect of never seeing him again? Never seeing his face light up simply because she had walked into the room? Never catching his eye in a crowd, feeling the subtle heat that came with standing alongside a man she knew wanted her more than any other?

Please. Come on. Right here, on the bed. Right next to me.

I only know that when I'm not with you I'm mean and mad at everything.

I wi-li-lished I li-li-lived in Molahonkey la-la-land The la-la-land where I-li-li was bo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lorn So I-li-li could play-la-lay my o-lo-lold banjo-lo-lo My o-lo-lold ban-jo-lo-lo won't go-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo.

I just…want to be a man who has been to a concert with a girl in a red dress. Just for a few minutes more." I

I told myself that, somewhere, tiny particles of him would become tiny particles of me, ingested, swallowed, alive, perpetual. I wanted to press every bit of me against him. I wanted to will something into him. I wanted to give him every bit of life I felt and force him to live. I realized I was afraid of living without him.

Hiçbir ?ey söylemeden durman?n ne kadar zor oldu?unu bilir misiniz? Her bir hücreniz tam tersini yapmak için yan?p tutu?uyorken bu ne kadar da zordur.

In his hours alone, his mind wandered to a million possible outcomes, and he marveled at how long it had been since he had felt so preoccupied by a woman. It was because she was that rare thing, genuinely unobtainable. He should have given up days ago.

Who wouldn't say yes to a handsome, square-jawed man, who looked at her as if she were made of spun silk? Everyone else had spent the past months looking at her as if she were contaminated.

As if something's missing. I feel as if there's some puzzle to which I don't hold all the pieces. Does that sound terribly silly?

Tu sei più o meno l'unica cosa che mi fa desiderare di svegliarmi.

I swore I wouldn't contact you again. But six weeks on, and I feel no better. Being without you-thousands of miles from you-offer is no relief at all. The fact that I am no longer tormented by your presence, or presented with daily evidence of my inability to have the one thing I truly desire, has not healed me. It has made things worse. My future feels like a bleak, empty road.

I just…want to be a man who has been to a concert with a girl in a red dress. Just for a few minutes more." I released the door handle. "Sure." I closed my eyes and lay my head against the headrest, and we sat there together for a while longer, two people lost in remembered music, half hidden in the shadow of a castle on a moonlit hill.

The fact that I am no longer tormented by your proximity, or presented with daily evidence of my inability to have the one thing I truly want, has not healed me. It

carriage. "I know this—nobody gets everything. And we immigrants know this more than anyone. You always have one foot in two places. You can never be truly happy because, from the moment you leave, you are two selves, and wherever you are one half of you is always calling to the other. This is our price, Louisa. This is the cost of who we are.

I didn't want to hear about people I loved playing Happy Families without me while I was thousands of miles away.

just … want to be a man who has been to a concert with a girl in a red dress. Just for a few minutes more.

There was no one left to anchor her to the earth, no one who cared about her. There was nothing to go on to, nothing to return to.

He was gazing right into her eyes, as he said this, seemingly imparting something of the impossibility of connections when one is always on the move.

I didn't tell her about the days when it felt like a peculiar form of torture to work somewhere where I was forced to watch each plane taxi on the runway, gather its energy like a great bird, then launch itself into the sky.

I would honestly have changed my flight, perhaps even disappeared until I could make sure that there was between us a whole continent, not just a few impossible inches.