Quotes About Yearning

If I lay here If I just lay here would you lie with me and just forget the world?

I'm miles from where you are. I lay down on the cold ground, and I pray that something picks me up, and sets me down in your warm arms.

I'm miles from where you are I lay down on the cold ground And I, I pray that something picks me up And sets me down in your warm arms.

With my hands open and my eyes open I just keep hoping that your heart opens. It's not as easy as willing it all to be right Gotta be more than hope that it's right. I wanna hear you laugh like you really mean it Collapse into me tired with joy.

I want so much to open your eyes, cause I need you to look into mine

Life contains but two tragedies. One is not to get your heart's desire; the other is to get it.

I will abandon all grasping, yearning, and attachment, Enter undistracted into clear awareness of the teaching

A handsome young man appears at one side of the stage. A beautiful young woman appears on the other side. The audience immediately wants them to get together. It is the author's job to keep them apart as long as possible.

the mere description of multiple sexual acts does little or nothing for the reader. A single act, kept at bay, warmed to, stretched out, can have a marked erotic effect.

Love is where you feel broken when you are apart from the one loved and that they feel the same too.

The sun shone out warmly; the birds were singing in the trees. The happy birds - I envied them. I wished for wings like them, that I might cleave the air to where my birdlings waited vainly for their father's coming, in the cooler region of the North.

i gather up each sound you left behind and stretch them on our bed. each nite i breathe you and become high.

I thought about how stupid it is, that all of us are born destined to desire somebody else, though desire brings with it such disappointment and pain. Humankind's history must be scored bloody with heartbreak. This hankering for affection is a blight upon us.

No bird in a cage ever speaks. What is there to say? The sky is everywhere, churning above its head, blue and endless, calling out to it. But the caged bird can't answer anything except 'I cannot'.

My life was pouring out my feet and seeping through cracks in the floor; yet still I knelt and did not move, for fear she'd let go my hands. Let me stay, I wanted to beg: Please don't make me go.

Andrej thought about it - the notion that the world was riddled with holes where certain people and animals were meant to be, but weren't.

Goodbye, fin,' I say. And I wish I was going with him, to some warm sheltered hideaway in the hills, wish that I, too, could lie down beside the dog, feel his unbroken heartbeat, smell the dust in his fur. There's only hours. I steel my courage. Surrender.

She was his ever-present shadow. Hers was the face he saw on waking: she was the one who wanted to be with him, the one who watched and waited for him, who felt his absence badly.

How stupid it is that all of us are born destined to desire somebody else.

She was the one who wanted to be with him, the one who watched and waited for him, who felt his absence badly.

No, you must let me say it. It's not a simple thing, you see. I loved you even before I met you. I loved the idea of you,'she said quietly. 'And to think you existed all this time. And it only took that horrid moment when everything went wrong for the both of us for our paths to finally cross. I would fall off that cliff again and again for the promise of you.

F)or somewhere in the act of want/is being wanted.

this work of wanting More than the actual. To watch yourself Move in and out of all that truth And beauty—to be in debt is to remain awake.

nostalgic people yearn for the past for a good reason---because they missed it, they weren't fully there when they should have been, when it was the present.