Quotes About Yearning

the violent delight of female desire.

She didn't know what it meant to always want to be close to someone. She wanted to have the same experiences as him. She wanted to hit him and have a bruise appear on her body.

I wanted desperately to belong to someone. It didn't really matter who.

They loved each other, but neither Would venture to speak thereof; They glared at each other like enemies And wanted to die of love.

Lieb Liebchen, leg 's Händchen aufs Herze mein; - Ach, hörst du, wie's pochet im Kämmerlein, Da hauset ein Zimmermann schlimm und arg, Der zimmert mir einen Totensarg. Es hämmert und klopfet bei Tag und bei Nacht; Es hat mich schon längst um den Schlaf gebracht. Ach! sputet Euch, Meister Zimmermann, Damit ich balde schlafen kann.

Das Fräulein stand am Meere Und seufzte lang und bang, Es rührte sie so sehre Der Sonnenuntergang. Mein Fräulein! sein Sie munter, Das ist ein altes Stück; Hier vorne geht sie unter Und kehrt von hinten zurück.

Du hast Diamanten und Perlen, Hast alles, was Menschenbegehr, Und hast die schönsten Augen – Mein Liebchen, was willst du mehr? Auf deine schönen Augen Hab' ich ein ganzes Heer Von ewigen Liedern gedichtet – Mein Liebchen, was willst du mehr? Mit deinen schönen Augen Hast du mich gequält so sehr, Und hast mich zu Grunde gerichtet – Mein Liebchen, was willst du mehr?

Je hebt parels en diamanten hebt alles wat je hartje begeert. En óók nog de mooiste ogen. M'n liefje wat wil je nog meer? En op die aandoenlijke ogen schreef ik een lied, keer op keer. Een vlucht van gevleugelde woorden. M'n liefje wat wil je nog meer? Maar die 'aandoenlijke' ogen op mij, ze deden zó'n zeer dat jij me te gronde gericht hebt. M'n liefje wat wil je nog meer? (Seth Gaaikema)

I don't just want to be loved—I want to be needed.

Bad enough when a man wanted to touch but could only look. Worse yet when he'd touched and not even noticed.

The point, dear Davis, is that sometimes what you want is nothing more than to put your name beside someone else's, someone whom you love. Stretch your name out alongside theirs as though it was you, lying next to them.

She hasn't had a book to read lately and that feeling of story rushes through her like a swoon.

Cut off as I am, it is inevitable that I should sometimes feel like a shadow walking in a shadowy world. When this happens I ask to be taken to New York City. Always I return home weary but I have the comforting certainty that mankind is real flesh and I myself am not a dream.

I seldom think about my limitations, and they never make me sad. Perhaps there is just a touch of yearning at times; but it is vague, like a breeze among flowers.

Men want a battle to fight, an adventure to live, and a beauty to rescue. That is what is written in their hearts. That is what little boys play at. That is what men's movies are about. You just see it. It is undeniable.

I feel like I was born in the wrong time.

I've got to confess... I do feel slightly like I've been born in the wrong time.

I miss being on the road. I miss being in front of the fans of the WWE Universe. I miss being on RAW every Monday. I'm just really, really itching to get back.

Many of the people who are most considered anti-American would love to partake of the American dream: the unspoken slogan of many protesters outside U.S. embassies abroad is really: 'Yankee go home, but take me with you.'

I had been playing for about a year and a half when the Beach Boys formed. When our folks went to Mexico on business, we would take the food money they had left us and we would rent instruments.

I will never forget my beautiful days with you in Shanklin, they are certainly the most pleasant ones of my life. Look, I have tears in my eyes just to think about it. I am furious to be here, it is the end of happiness for a whole year.

M&S clothes just get better and better, year after year. I'm always begging for stuff from every shoot we do.

What interests me is whatever it is that allows the heart to continue to yearn for something the intelligence knows is impossible to have: a lost love, a shelter from life's blows, the return of a time past, even a connection to the dead.

The disorder, uncertainty, and strife of a revolution make citizens yearn for stable authority, or they turn to radicalism.