Quotes About Yearning

Makes sense," the young woman remarked. "Down here you live life to the fullest, while up there your life is empty, worthless. You need a lot of real time to buy just a minute of dreams.

The love that we will never make together is the most beautiful, the most violent, the most pure, the most heady.

Do you know what it's like to be condemned to love?

I wanted to do something as badly as a genie who's been let out of his bottle for the first time in a thousand years. Anything at all: Raise up castles, lay waste cities, program in Basic, or embroider in cross-stitch.

la pérdida de lo cotidiano se traduce en una suerte de ansiedad general asordinada en la que, buscando recuperar el tiempo que no pasamos juntos, nos hundimos.

Restlessness is an itch that, if left unscratched, is a curse.

The truth about eros is terrifying.

And though we have all the comforts of the world, we find no comfort in them.

How shall I ever sleep again knowing she is out there in the night? How shall I ever keep another thought in my head when she is all I care to think about?

Miss Todd, I want to dance with you in the worst way.

Funny to get so close...only to have him ripped away again.

I couldn't allow myself to have what I desperately wanted which was not a partnership but for Spaulding Simonson to accompany me. I missed being with her, the sense of adventure she brought, that feeling I had of being stupidly alive when we were together. Why did I need to deprive myself?

I'm like a moth that flew into your web of its own accord. I'm dreaming of the day you'll devour me... But you just give me sweet nectar so I won't die. Then, one day, an adorable butterfly gets caught in your web. And right in front of my eyes, you devour her with relish. When I've seen this for myself, I can finally be free...

Afflicted by love's madness all are blind.

At the core of her senseless actions, she vaguely perceived that she yearned for something. A something that would provide her with a sure sense of fulfillment. But she could not fathom what that something might be.

The yearning in which the moonlit sky had engulfed me was like the craving I had felt for some woman whose body and spirit were unattainable. And now I perceived that it was just because the sky was likewise unattainable that I so yearned for it...

My Beloved, don't be heartless with me. Your Presence is my only cure. How can I be left with neither a heart, nor my Beloved? Either return my heart, or do not deny me Your Presence.

It was the knowing that there had been a happier time, a place of joy and peace and security, that made the sudden absence of it all so agonizing… Not the agony of what was, but the agony of what was no longer; this was the source of all life's pain--not the fear of a hell to come, but rather the knowledge of an Eden that is no more. Hell isn't the punishment… Eden was.

Suck is life,[...]:you get to a point, one day, where you are hoping to find crap; where the best possible outcome of all possible outcomes would be the discovery, praise Jesus, of a pile of shit

Every night I empty my heart, but by morning it's full again. Slow droplets of you seep in through the night's soft caress. At dawn, I overflow with thoughts of us An aching pleasure that gives me no respite. Love cannot be contained, the neat packaging of desire Splits asunder, spilling crimson through my days. Long, languishing days that are now bruised tender with yearning, Spent searching for a fingerprint, a scent, a breath you left behind.

It was the downfall of love, Lamia thought wistfully, that it inspired the lover to toss away any shred of caution just to obtain the pure, desperate pleasure of talking about the beloved.

A life without love is a waste. "Should I look for spiritual love, or material, or physical love?", don't ask yourself this question. Discrimination leads to discrimination. Love doesn't need any name, category or definition. Love is a world itself. Either you are in, at the center…either you are out, yearning.

The difficulty with becoming a patient is that as soon as you get horizontal, part of your being yearns, not for a doctor, but for a medicine man.

we can live without sex, but we cant live without love.