Quotes About Yearning

I always wanted siblings.

I always wanted a sibling.

And I was desolate and sick of an old passion.

Being on the sidelines is no fun for me.

When TLC came out with 'Ain't 2 Proud To Beg,' I wasn't signed yet and I wanted to be like TLC so bad.

I'm a silly little needy person sometimes, and I crouch in a room all alone and think of all the people that I wish were with me.

It's a pity nobody believes in simple lust anymore.

What is the pain of being human? It's the condition of being suspended between two worlds and being unable to fully enter into either.

Take me away from all this Death.

What chance did words have beside the distraction of her body?

instructions that he wanted his body

Chissà se al mondo esiste qualcun altro, oltre a noi palestinesi, che sente la mancanza di un aeroporto.

Missing someone is a vague, unpleasant sensation, like gnawing anxiety. It isn't as concrete as grief, but it's just as pervasive and there's no escaping it.

A veces los hombres somos necios y tomamos lo que no queremos porque pensamos que no podemos tener lo que deseamos.

Le habría gustado ser uno de esos árboles, con los brazos extendidos hacia el cielo y los pies hundidos en la tierra. Pero sólo era una mujer, demasiado pequeña para llegar al sol.

I'd be a bad bet even if there there no Annie, Rosemary. I would have been. I'm just not good at saying no. I want–I always want to say yes. And I want to want to say yes. To everything. I'm a greedy person. More or less bottomlessly hungry.' He thinks of babies again.

I can't think of anything I'd rather have more than somebody lovin' me.

I didn't know then what I wanted, but the ache for it was palpable.

We 're all yearning for a wedge of sky, aren 't we? I suspect God plants these yearnings in us so we'll at least try and change the course of things. We must try, that's all - Lucretia Mott in The Invention of Wings ? Sue Monk Kidd

All my life, longings lived inside me, rising up like nocturnes to wail and sing through the night. That my husband bent his heart to mine on our thin straw mat and listened was the kindness I most loved in him. What he heard was my life begging to be born.

This is what I know about myself. She was all I wanted. And I took her away.

I didn't know how to be in the world without her.

All my life, longings lived inside me, rising up like nocturnes to wail and sing through the night.

I marveled at how mixed up people got when it came to love. I myself, for instance. It seemed like I was now thinking of Zach forty minutes out of every hour, Zach, who was an impossibility. That's what I told myself five hundred times: impossibility. I can tell you this much: the word is a great big log throw on the fires of love.