Quotes About Yearning

Curiosity could be almost as powerful as desire.

She already has my heart. I would like for her to take my penis, too. Is that so much to ask?

I want to be tangled up in all her strings.

Some things a heart won't listen to, I'm still holding out for you

There is a kind of sadness in not wanting the things that give so many other people their life's meaning.

All I'm saying is: if there's a pool and people are in the pool and you're not in the pool, you want to be in the pool just like those people in the pool. It's just a fact of nature.

What if I've suppressed my desire for children so much that my desire is unrecognizable to me?

Dreaming Of A Stranger Destinations

The only consolation I can find in your immediate presence, is your ultimate absence.

He'd performed like a well-oiled automaton last night, blocking out the reality of the woman taking her pleasure beneath him, banishing images of Billie that rushed time and again through his thoughts and threatened the steely control he maintained over his own orgasm. When at last he'd let himself go, one fevered word had pounded through his brain. Billie.

In her own fumbling way, she'd reminded him he was just a man, fallible, needful, a member of the supremely imperfect human race…and shamefully undeserving of what she had to offer. Looking at Billie, touching her, tasting her, had filled him with a wanting fiercer than any he'd known. For the first time, he was faced with something he couldn't truly have, because of what he'd become.

It is a terrible thing when it is the substitute that is sent to find a new life, a sign that a person yearns for change but cannot imagine creating it herself.... If scapegoats feel pain, it is only the delegated pain of their originals.

Why couldn't she get the man out of her mind? Because he reminded you what that hole between your legs is really for.

In fact, his adult brain acted like his adolescent brain used to. It stopped functioning. All it wanted to do was wrap itself around the owner of that scent and purr.

No," he repeated, and this time the word tolled in another voice, a king's voice... whose grief was not for what he did not have, but for what he could not give.

It was you I thought of all the time, I gave to them the love you did not need: lavished on them a love that was not theirs.

I miss you." "That's stupid," she said. "I saw you this morning." "It's not the time," Levi said, and she could hear that he was smiling." It's the distance.

For the first time in weeks, Park didn't have that anxious feeling in his stomach on the way home from school, like he had to soak up enough Eleanor to keep him until the next day.

I think that President Trump found it - which is what America, what all of us, were starving for the whole time because we're so sick of politics and politicians.

Sorry about the blood in your mouth. I wish it was mine. I couldn't get the boy to kill me, but I wore his jacket for the longest time.

The entire history of human desire takes about seventy minutes to tell. Unfortunately, we don't have that kind of time.

Maybe under all that guilt and certainty that he couldn't love again, he still wanted me. I would have liked to have found out. But I didn't have the time. Instead, I punched him.

Sydney spent a lot of time on my bed these days. Unfortunately, it wasn't with me.

I lost track of day and night too. My time was divided into Dimitri and not-Dimitri. He was my world. When he wasn't there, the moments were agony.