Quotes About Yearning

The waltz allowed him to get just close enough to her to detect that maddening scent of lemons, and he inhaled it as if it would save his life.

When he looked up at Annabel, he was just a man, looking at a woman, praying and hoping that she loved him the way he loved her.

Some people broke rules. Others merely wished to.

Lucy could feel herself slipping, sliding into need, falling into a hazy place of love and desire where right was not quite identifiable from wrong.

From the moment I saw you trying to go over the wall, I have loved you desperately. I cannot breathe when you are not near. I love you, Charlotte.

Billie tried not to think of George. But she wasn't successful. Like it or not, he was her who.

he was examining her as if he wanted to catalogue her every feature. "I wanted to see you," he whispered. He touched her cheek, then smoothed his thumb down the line of her jaw. "You're always in motion. I don't get to just see you.

And he needed the yes. He had loved her for years, dreamed about touching her for so damned long. And now that the moment was finally here, he just didn't know if he could bear it if she didn't really want it. There were only so many ways a man's heart could break, and he had a feeling his couldn't survive another puncture.

You are the bane of my existence and the object of all my desires.

He wanted her. He wanted her completely. But his family was waiting for him at supper, and his ancestors were staring down at him from their portrait frames, and *she* - the woman in question - was watching him with a wariness that broke his heart.

I can live with you hating me... I just can't live without you.

I need you. To-night. Right now. I need you.

His memory of her never quite lived up to the enchanting reality of her face.

He didn't know her name, didn't know anything about her except that she dreamed of Rome and smelled like violets. And that she tasted like vanilla cream.

Colin?" she whispered. He took a step forward—barely a half a foot, but it was close enough so that when he touched her chin and tipped her face up, her lips were mere inches from his.

And in that moment, as he slowly closed the distance between them, he became her entire world.

Je peux supporter votre haine, dit-il à la porte close, mais certainement pas votre absence.

It was the sort of kiss that seduced with subtlety, sent tingles through her body and left her desperate for more.

Before I met you I was only half-alive.

je peux supporter votre haine… mais certainement pas votre absence.

Despite his composed demeanor, despite all of his promises to Anthony, he burned for her.

tu impaciencia siempre me ha parecido encantadora. Y no es porque siempre quisieras más, sino porque siempre lo querías todo.

It was bad enough that he'd kissed her. He didn't need to want to do it again.

This kiss . . . I wish for it with a fervor that shakes my soul. I have no idea why I wish it, only that I felt it the moment I saw you at the piano, and it has only intensified in the days since." She