Quotes About Yearning

Childhood - even a sad childhood - eventually becomes a place we think we've dreamed or stumbled across and want to find again but never can.

The Western hero, subdued by kisses and the mere tease of rope.

I was doing that thing the infatuated do, stitching destiny onto the person we want stitched to us.

The desire for love is universal but that has never meant it's worthy of respect. It's not admirable to want love, it just is.

It was just one night of drinking and chance. I'd known it at the moment I met him, which was surely why I was enchanted in the first place. Enchantment means to want something and also to know, somewhere inside yourself, not an obvious place, that you aren't going to get it.

Because I didn't move here to fall in love. The desire for love is universal but that has never meant it's worthy of respect. it's not admirable to want love it just is.

I thought of the girl in the photo in Ronnie's studio, the one on layaway. She was probably waiting for him this very moment, somewhere downtown. Checking the clock, applying lipstick, concentrating herself into an arrow pointed at Ronnie. Doing the various things women did when they had to wait for something they wanted.

Enchantment means to want something and also to know somewhere inside yourself, not an obvious place, that you aren't going to get it p.71

Enchantment means to want something and also to know, somewhere inside yourself, not an obvious place, that you aren't going to get it.

If there was no imperative, it was not love.

Must every action—every word and thought—recall Alena? Swimming, currents, beaches, exhibitions, artists, parties. How long until my bodily presence had half the substance her absence did?

Missing someone meant that you are fortunate to love someone in the first place. If you don't miss them you don't love them

I just need her man. I just fucking need her to be with me,

This is more than okay. I missed you so much, Win. I missed you,

A love of life pulsed into his heart; all he wanted was to rip it out and hand it over. Hold out his own heart in the palm of his hand as an offering to confirm his undying devotion.

How many other lives are hidden, and hearts are seeking? How many would give anything in the world to be held by the person they love?

How many others are out there? How many other lives are hidden, and hearts are seeking? How many would give anything in the world to be held by the person they love?

Sometimes sluttiness is a sign of intense longing.

If I love you more than you love me, I'm as good as dead. Yet I can't make myself take it back. I can't just walk away from you, because every time you pass by me without smiling, without touching my hand, or at least making eye contact, it feels like I'm dying inside.

Part of me wanted this more than anything else in the world—to have someone to hang out with, be like everyone else for a while. The rest of me screamed to get the hell out of there, not to get sucked in.

Do you know what it's like to hear those words? To hear the person you love telling you they love you, too? If you don't now, I hope you do one day.

It was better when we were kissing.

I'm going to kill you." "Could you kiss me first?" Reese murmured, extending her good hand. Tory moved between Reese's parted legs, resting her palm on Reese's thigh for support. "Hmm, I suppose." "Then I'll go happy.

I want life, and yet I'm always afraid.