Quotes About Yearning

Denny je bil skrušen. Zoe je bila skrušena. Eva je bila skrušena. Jaz sem bil zmrcvarjen. Tako zelo smo se približali veli?ini. Vohali smo jo in dišala je kot pe?en odojek. Vsi imamo radi vonj pe?enega odojka. Toda, ali je huje, da ga vohaš, ne da bi se gostil z njim, ali da ga sploh ne vohaš?

It's frustrating for me to be unable to speak. To feel that I have so much to say, so many ways I can help, but I'm locked in a soundproof box, a game show isolation booth from which I can see out and I can hear what's going on, but they never turn on my microphone and they never let me out. It might drive a person mad. It certainly has driven many a dog mad.

Can you understand what it's like to miss something so terribly that you'll accept even the shadow of its memory to keep your heart from withering away?" -From "Danaïd Night

You can be the moon and still be jealous of the stars.

I never got the opportunity to be romantic or feel romantic with anyone.

He missed him like he would miss the sun if it fell out of the sky.

siempre que quieras ir a casa. J está a la puerta del asilo, llamándote para que salgas y te unas a él, y tú sigues intentando arrastrarle para que vuelva a entrar

freedom is anathema to dreams nurtured in captivity.

She took my hand and pulled me after her, her shoulders giving off a sweet peppermint concoction that the bodies of young women sometimes produce to make my life more difficult.

I would live forever if I could, but not like this.

The reveries of two solitary souls prepare the sweetness of loving.

All I wanted was to be loved for myself." (Erik)

He had a heart that could have held the entire empire of the world; and, in the end, he had to content himself with a cellar.

You are crying! You are afraid of me! And yet I am not really wicked. Love me and you shall see! All I wanted was to be loved for myself.

je traverse des jours de miettes de pain la nuit couleur de vin dans les caves je traverse le cercle de l'ennui perroquet dans la ville il fait les yeux des chiens malades

Glory is an empty plate to feed from.

I read once that the ancient Egyptians had fifty words for sand & the Eskimos had a hundred words for snow. I wish I had a thousand words for love, but all that comes to mind is the way you move against me while you sleep & there are no words for that.

Wanting him to come back before anyone notices part of the world has not moved since he left.

There must be something better than this world, and the world must be better than this.

Something you need most might be something you turn away from, something you turn away from might be something you regret, and something you regret, in the end, might cost you the one chance you ever had.

Anonymous sex, he wrote, 'only deepens one's sense of loneliness and solves nothing.

I was the forlorn seeker after a relationship which was always beyond my reach.

There, there are no chicken wings

She has a job where she is around swarms of people all day long, and she's still lonely. He