Quotes About Yearning

I can only hold on to the things I want to lose.

There's often a natural inclination to want more.

You're here, and the only dance I want is this one.

Irony, perfect definition: that for which I want to possess it, I would no longer want once I possessed it.

She's my baby girl, Quinn. I want love for her. Real love. The kind that makes a man crazy inside. -Gibraltar to Quinn

Oooh! Stop that. When you smile at me I want all of it." "What?" He looked confused

I finished The Freebie, which was a small relationship "talky" movie, and I was like, "I just want to get out of the house! And I want there to be some action, and I want some tension in there!"

It was an odd thing to do, to stand in a street in the hope of seeing someone who hardly knew him, but he did not want to move.

Everyone wants a bit of something beautiful.

Dear Brigan, she thought to herself. People want incongruous, impossible things. Horses do, too.

Great seas," he said. "What do you want?" He held the candle up to her face. "Po, what do you want?" "She did a far better job than I would've done.

How much does your life have to suck to want the Apocalypse?

And your skin, it tastes like me. I want to taste you everywhere.

...You deserve to be happy. What can I do?" Don't send me away, I thought. He looked at me again. "What do you want?" "I want to taste an apple," I said. And your lips, I thought.

Linden just wants to protect her, is what I want to say. She's all he has. I left him. I'm at arms reach, but I've left him.

You've been captive for so long that you don't even realize you want freedom anymore.

She knew she shouldn't want him with every fiber of her being, but she couldn't help herself. Gazing at him feeling his touch - the rest of the world faded into the background

I hate skin; I hate bones and bodies. I want to curl up inside of him and be carried there forever.

I find myself writing protagonists who do feel pretty cut off from others but who want to make connections and aren't very good at it.

marriage is like money - seem to want it, and you never get it.

How terrible it is to have no cares, no longings. I do not fit. I feel too deeply and want too much. As cages go, it is a gilded one, but I shall not live well in it or any cage for that matter.

I'm getting really tired of bleeding. Someone stop the world, I want to get off.

Haven't you ever wished that you could steal back just a few hours of your past?" she asked softly. "That's all I want... just a little taste of what might have been.

Just you,' Hardy said when he got his breath back. 'All I want is you.