Quotes About Yearning

Is that what I wanted? To be in the middle of something complicated and dramatic? To be a cheerleader for someone else's romance? Or to have a romance of my own?

Isn't it funny that at Christmas something in you gets so lonely for - I don't know what exactly, but it's something that you don't mind so much not having at other times.

I pressed down warnings and hopes, so my lungs were tight, and learned then why desire is called a crush. To be crushed. I would die of it.

I want to watch you sleeping," he said. "Go to sleep." For a long time Stephen listened to Mina breathing. He turned in the chair to look out the window, pinching himself to stay awake. The moon was not out – the night was very dark. Much later the room behind him seemed to lighten. He opened the window to let the night in, to let what was inside get out. And then, slowly, he turned around to look at what was there. Mina is there. She is a vision.

I hate the world sometimes," Anthea said. "The unfairness of it. I won't force you to see me if you don't want to - but nobody can stop me loving you, and I'll wait for you all my life if I have to.

Sometimes Emily was so lonely that it was like being invisible.

It was as grim a social scene as I'd ever encountered, and I missed everything I'd left behind at home. I wondered what my nail polish collection was doing right now.

Desire is story itself.

One day, I'll run away to you.

Oh, she missed herself. It felt like she used to miss Abe, when he was at Harvard and then after they broke up. No, deeper than that: the way she sometimes missed her parents when she was a child and had slept over at a friend's. She was homesick for herself, a longing so deep and unanswerable that for a moment it took her breath away.

They were simply the moanings of sperm cells locked away too long in scrotums.

The philosophers stone is just an allegory. It represents everything that man wants and can never have.

It isn't the Devil in humanity that makes man a lonely creature, it's his Godlikeness. It's the fullness of the Good that can't get out or can't find its proper 'other place' that makes for loneliness.

Maybe it was possible to relinquish control. He could do this, with Bengt he could. Give himself up and fly. He closed his eyes, let himself be pulled in by the touch. Bengt's arms. Bengt's hands on his thighs, arms, chest. Lips and tongue on neck and shoulders, the need for more. 'Don't stop.

But there was nothing except this languid contentment of satisfied desire, as if the rules had changed or the world wasn't the same anymore.

Wish' is the most powerful thing in the world. Higher than God.

What is madness...to go on platonically loving a woman who will never love you.

And then a lady in a window high, Fair-haired, dark-eyed, and dressed in ancient style... Whom, in another life, perhaps I've seen, And whom I now remember with a sigh.

c'étaient les deux moitiés d'un seul amour. L'une était l'idéal sublime, l'autre la douce réalité. Que me font maintenant tes ombrages et tes lacs, et même ton désert ?

?övalyelerin ve ?sa'n?n güzel ülkelerini tan?mak nasip olmay?nca, böyle lügat y???nlar? aras?nda yürümek ?u ana kadar bu gezegende tan?d???m en sarho? edici ?ey.

People cannot win against their loneliness because loneliness is this world's worst kind of pain.

We live in that grave, in those clothes, in the pressure between nothing and everything, we live by perpetual movement from place to place but we want oh we so much want to escape to say it all to come home at last to the right place our rightful place our rightful space. As if that was possible.

a star a tree and the longing in between

Like cider and aged wine I was desired, desired like the sheer blue cascade that dazzles the eyes of the thirsty.