Quotes About Yearning

I need you, Faith.

Why?" she asked softly. "You don't even like me, Steele. You can barely stand to be in my presence." He pulled her back close, trapping her in his arms, his gaze boring into hers. "Why do you think that is, Maren? You're an intelligent woman. You saw the hard-on I had for you earlier. Put two and two together and I bet you'll find your answer." "You're attracted to me," she whispered.

You don't want me. How could you? You know nothing about me.

So maybe my need of you is greater than your need of me. But that doesn't mean I'm not going to do everything in my power to make you need me every bit as much as I need you.

Don't love me, Angel.

You want me?

I came for you.

Tell me, Serena. Do you want me?" he asked softly. "Do you ache for me? Do you want my possession? Do you lie awake at night wanting a man strong enough to harness your sexuality, stroke it until the fire rages and then unleash it, set you free?

I wish you we're my daddy.

Don't take her from me," he whispered fiercely, hoping the words wrenched from the depths of his soul somehow made it to God's ears.

Oh, I want you. I want you so goddamn much I ache.

I love you. God, I love you.

I want to be right for you, Connor. I want it so bad I ache.

She's the one, Pop.

Because they weren't you.

Oh Cole, I've missed you so much.

It's not a crime to want someone to love you or to be in love or to want a relationship. Isn't it what we all want at the end of the day?

I can never get enough of you. I tell myself one more time. Just once. And it's never enough. It'll never be enough.

He was so incredibly beautiful, and she'd ached to be able to touch and explore him from day one.

I'd take you anyway I could have you.

I want you, Jensen. I've been so lonely and empty without you.

Our stomachs live in towns, said Mma Potokwani, patting the front of her dress. 'That is where the work is. Our stomachs know that. But our hearts are usually somewhere else.

The music touched her, haunted her, because it was so beautiful and because she had never waltzed to it in her true love's arms. And never would.

Life isn't a romance novel. The truth is, the reason romance novels sell so well ---- the reason why everyone loves them ---- is because no one's life is actually like that. Everyone WANTS their life to be like that.