Quotes About Yearning

Well, there were plenty of things to do; there always were. There was no end to the wanting.

They want dancing girls! They want thrills! They want elephants! They want people falling off roofs! They want dreams! The world is full of little people with big dreams!

The really odd thing about human sex, though, was the way it went on even when people were fully clothed and sitting on opposite sides of a fire. It was in the things they said and did not say, the way they looked at one another and looked away.

The Fool held his breath. On long nights on the hard flagstones he had dreamed of women like her. Although, if he really thought about it, not much like her; they were better endowed around the chest, their noses weren't so red and pointed, and their hair tended to flow more. But the Fool's libido was bright enough to tell the difference between the impossible and the conceivably attainable, and hurriedly cut in some filter circuits.

Freedom is a word like "love" or "health" that teeters on the edge of cliché until you don't have one or the other and you wish like hell that you did.

Maybe it's because I can't have him that I feel safe wanting him. He's beyond my reach, so he won't hurt me.

Kalp meselelerinde, ?st?rap refakat bulmaya can atar.

Beni burada seni bekler halde b?rakm??ken, beni sevdiÄŸini nas?l söyleyebilirsin?

Hell, there are times when I'd like to run away from my family.

Honey pie, you are making me crazy I'm in love but I'm lazy So won't you please come home

watching the undergraduates make out. They laughed, but the sight hurt her, like a tightness in her chest that kept her from breathing freely. How long had it been since she'd kissed anyone?

This was it , a part of him thought--what he had been waiting for, longing for, all his life. The answer to the loneliness he'd felt since he was a child and that others didn't seem to feel.

It was that old mass yearning for a likeness in all things that troubled them, and him.

He paused, wishing to embrace her, but feeling for the moment that he should not. Then, reaching into a waistcoat pocket, he took from it a thin gold locket, the size of a silver dollar, which he opened and handed to her. One interior face of it was lined with a photograph of Berenice as a girl of twelve, thin, delicate, supercilious, self-contained, distant, as she was to this hour.

No, he must possess her if he could — to-day, quickly, as soon as possible. It was in that frame of mind that he returned to Mrs. Bracebridge's home from his visit to Lorrie Street.

girl like Jennie is like a comfortable fire to the average masculine mind; they gravitate to it, seek its sympathy, yearn to possess it. Hence she was annoyed by many unwelcome attentions.

In your rocking-chair, by your window dreaming, shall you long, alone. In your rocking-chair, by your window, shall you dream such happiness as you may never feel.

Ah, how lucky are the lieutenants, the six-foot Junkers, and all the rest of the Don Juan clan!... The bookworm, be he ever so decent and clever, is really only pleasing to himself and a small handful of others. The world passes him by and beckons to life and beauty ... to gay and handsome creatures to whom the hearts of their fellow men continue to turn.

Chi sa se invece non veniamo veramente da lassù, e, quando qui è finita, non torniamo in cielo, tra le stelle, o ancor più oltre? Non so, non voglio saperlo, lo desidero soltanto.

All lovers live by longing, and endure: Summon a vision and declare it pure.

She moves as water moves, and comes to me, Stayed by what was, and pulled by what would be.

Who sighs from far away?

Oh, to be something else, yet still to be!

Is pain a promise? I was schooled in pain, And found out all I could of all desire;