Quotes About Yearning

I am just a refugee from the long slow toothache of English life. It is terrible to love life so much you can hardly breathe!

You want a love story too? There's none to be had.

I bargain now. I offer buttons for his love.

I've slept with men that are unavailable, I've fallen in love with people I don't know.

One inch of love is an inch of ashes.

The song is languid and speaks of love and loneliness and loss. Why does love seem to go with the sad things?

Sooner or later everyone was driven to love someone they could never have.

Please come to me, Cat, because there's no surviving you. You don't have to love me back. You don't have to be mine. Just let me be yours.

It was unfair that people who longed for love the most, searched the hardest for it, found it so elusive.

I figured I couldn't love you as much as I do, without you feeling something for me too.

Hell was waking up alone, the sheets wet with your tears and your seed, knowing the woman you had dreamed of would never come back to you.

Why did New York feel more like home to me than home did? I'd heard of love at first sight, but I didn't know it could happen with a whole city.

You should have fallen in love with a happy man, if you wanted happiness. But no, you had to fall for the breathtaking beauty of pain.

I am never long, even in the society of her I love, without yearning for the company of my lamp and my library.

I missed him. Love, I realized, was something your spine memorized. There was nothing you could do about that.

I want to pretend there's such a thing as requited love. As the endurance of love.

Veils of love which was only hate petrified by longing--that was me.

There is no use in loving things if you have to be torn from them, is there? And it's so hard to keep from loving things, isn't it?

When the heart stops for one beat it is desire, when it stops for one life time it is love

Because you know that's not how you want it to end. You know I'd love to have you with me, and it will be that way, one day. But this isn't the way it ought to happen.

I like older boys, but they think, 'She's underage.' I'd love to have somebody in mind when I sing.

Love is the pursuit of shadows.

He has been trying to sing Love into existence again And he has failed

His mouth is on me, his hands, I can't wait and he's moving, already, love, it's been so long, I'm alive in my skin, again, arms around him, falling and water softly everywhere, never-ending.