Quotes About Yearning

Other women cloy/The appetites they feed, but she makes hungry/Where most she satisfies.

Old Europa tosses in her dreams. She wants to help but she doesn't want to share or lose what she has.

In my dreams, I kiss your cunt, your sweet wet cunt. In my thoughts I make love to you all day long.

She felt like a hospital patient who longs for her kindly visitor to leave so she can resume being ill.

She resented the way she was listening out for him, her attention poised, holding its breath, for the creak of the door or a floorboard. Wanting it, dreading it.

But Baxter heard what Henry never has, and probably never will, despite all Daisy's attempts to educate him. Some nineteenth-century poet – Henry has yet to find out whether this Arnold is famous or obscure – touched off in Baxter a yearning he could barely begin to define. That hunger is his claim on life

If she went, what was he going to do with all these loving facts, these torturing details? If she wasn't with him, how would he bear all this knowledge of her alone? The force of these considerations drove the words out of them, they came as easily as breath. I love you, he said.

He came to find her, wanting what everyone wanted, and what only free-thinking people, not the supernatural, could give. Meaning.

It was a cliché of romantic love, but no less painful for that: the stronger my feelings, the more remote and unattainable Miranda appeared.

Maybe when water yearned for fire / it invented waves / so one day they might become flames

If you asked for our souls, it wouldn't be too much

He said 'woman' in the same way I'd say 'Mmmm, yummy chocolate.

Next to me, Saiman smiled. We all want what we can't have, Kate. I want you, you want love, and he wants to break my neck.

He said "woman" in the same way I'd say "Mmmmm, yummy chocolate" after waking up from hunger pains and finding a Hershey bar in an empty refrigerator.

I know a man who is in love with my friend. He loves her absolutely. The only thing he wants in return is for her to love him." Saiman arched his eyebrows, imitating me. "And?" You're the exact opposite of him. You lack the capacity to love, so you want to smother mine as well.

Amy, Elsie Moore said in her crackling voice, her gaze fixed on Declan. I want you to get me a new bear. A blond one.

Is there anything else you need to tell me?" Every time I look at you, I have to put a leash on myself. "No.

We were not finished yet, not even close. I could still smell her. I remembered what she felt like. What she tasted like. This wasn't a casual sexual thing. This was a mating. I would have Kate as my mate. Whatever it took, no matter how long, she would be with me.

Do you ever think of anything but sex?" "Yes, I do. Sometimes I think of waking up next to you. Or making you laugh.

You sure you don't want to kiss me good-bye, baby?

And your skin is like honey. I wonder how you taste. Bitter and tired. Mhm.

I wanted you to show me that you loved me. I wanted you to fight for me.

I want you, you want love, and he wants to break my neck.

There is a shortage of you in my life.