Quotes About Yearning

The night has a thousand eyes and I'm a gypsy dancer still hungry for more.

I want you so much, he said with such heart-tugging sincerity that to be fair, a translation from Turkish to English would have to flip a coin between want and love.

You don't become an 'artist' unless you've got something missing somewhere. Blaise Pascal called it a God-shaped hole. Everyone's got one but some are blacker and wider than others. It's a feeling of being abandoned,cut adrift in space and time-sometimes following the loss of a loved one. You can never completely fill that hole-you can try with songs,family,faith and by living a full life...but when things are silent, you can still hear the hissing of what's missing.

The strangest thing has happened. I really missed my dog. That's never happened to me before. You know, on a long tour you do hear people saying they miss their pets. I never have. But last night I started really missing my dog. It's very odd, 'cause I don't have a dog.

Her dark hair was scattered and its beauty stung his eyes like smoke and ate into his heart.

Intotdeauna omul neliber îÅŸi idealizeaz? nelibertatea.

A?k bazen; asla sahip olamayaca??n birini sevmektir.

Estoy desesperado y a la vez soy horriblemente feliz. Resulta muy agradable desear algo hasta ese punto.

Savoir qu'il existe des passions et ne pas les ressentir, c'est affreux.

Ebben? Ne andrò lontana" from Alfredo Catalani's La Wally

He knows that for all the undeserved bounty of his life, she will always be there, at the edge of his vision, to remind him of all the things he can never have.

Even in the midst of all this commotion she knows none of it really belongs to her, and marvels at the strange fact of her dearest wish: to be part of it, to give in to it's distractions, to find herself the owner of a life lived rather than a life endured. And then she looks into the face of Mother #3, worn smooth and almost featureless, with moist eyes that can't seem to settle on anything for more than a heartbeat at a time, and she knows this is a very dangerous wish.

When she's next to him, when she rests her hand on his, his whole body aches with something like knowledge for all he has lost, the chances he will never have, to return such a touch, to fall of a horse or eat chinese food or shoot a crossbow (which has always been one of his most dear wishes), to receive a letter in the mail, to be kissed with longing or punched in the jaw.

This man belongs to me, I want him!

Oh, why must a man like that be made unhappy when there are lots of girls about who would worship the very ground he trod on?

Yes, there is some one I love, though he has not told me yet that he even loves me.

I thought yesterday would never end. There was over me a yearning for sleep in some sort of blind belief that to wake would be to find things changed, and that any change must now be for the better.

Come to me, Arthur. Leave these others and come to me. My arms are hungry for you. Come, and we can rest together. Come, my husband, come!

But for the rest nothing amused him; nothing satisfied him. All was shadows, emptiness, echoes and dust.

Something about the goat dancing made me want to cry.

sa's smell (the fragrance of a beautiful man) is what I miss the most. […] Like a virus his smell entered me and changed my cells, slowly, over years, until they craved only that smell, which was their oxygen.

Asa's smell (the fragrance of a beautiful man) is what I miss the most. […] Like a virus his smell entered me and changed my cells, slowly, over years, until they craved only that smell, which was their oxygen.

Naj ti bo vše? ali ne, pošiljam ti poljub in ne moreš ga vstaviti, ker v tem trenutku ves prosojen in lahkoten že leti preko oceana.

Vsako srce nosi v svojem najskrivnejšem koti?ku drobtinico vednosti- spominja se kraja, trenutka v katerem je bilo sre?no, in po tistem kraju se mu toži, tja se želi vrniti.