Quotes About Yearning

Ey ç??, düÅŸerken al?p götürür müsün beni?

Ce drag? mi-ai fi,Noapte,când stelele s-ar stinge:lumina lor îngân? un cântec cunoscut;iar eu vreau tot ce-i negru È™i gol È™i È™ters È™i mut!

Aquel que nunca se despertó en un lecho anónimo, al lado de un rostro que ya no volverá a ver; y no salió de un burdel al alba, con ganas de tirarse a un río por asco físico de la existencia, se ha perdido algo.

Naista ei ole olemassa. Likainen valkovuodon löyhkä. Ja koska hän ei ole tottunut hellyyteen, hän ei osaa miellyttää. Sitä hän ei tee koskaan.

Minusta on tullut sees, koska minun on mahdotonta olla tyytyväinen.

A mo?e bÄ™dziesz grzaÅ'a swe ciaÅ'o liliowe Przy ksi??yca promieniach; zaÅ› gdy gÅ'ód zÅ'owrogi Zajrzy - czy z pustÄ… kiesÄ… na gwia?dziste drogi Zbiera? zÅ'oto pod??ysz w sfery lazurowe? Ranimeras-tu donc tes épaules marbrées Aux nocturnes rayons qui percent les volets? Sentant ta bourse à sec autant que ton palais Récolteras-tu l'or des voûtes azurées?

Nous avons vu des astres Et des flots, nous avons vu des sables aussi; Et, malgré bien des chocs et d'imprévus désastres, Nous nous sommes souvent ennuyés, comme ici.

AÅŸk iÅŸsiz güçsüzlerin doÄŸal uÄŸra??d?r.

Laisse-moi mordre longtemps tes tresses lourdes et noires. Quand je mordille tes cheveux élastiques et rebelles, il me semble que je mange des souvenirs.

Ailleurs, bien loin d'ici ! trop tard ! jamais peut-être ! Car j'ignore où tu fuis, tu ne sais où je vais, Ô toi que j'eusse aimée, ô toi qui le savais !

I was drawn to all the wrong things: I liked to drink, I was lazy, I didn't have a god, politics, ideas, ideals. I was settled into nothingness; a kind of non-being, and I accepted it. I didn't make for an interesting person. I didn't want to be interesting, it was too hard. What I really wanted was only a soft, hazy space to live in, and to be left alone.

in that drunken place you would like to hand your heart to her and say touch it but then give it back.

And yet women-good women--frightened me because they eventually wanted your soul, and what was left of mine, I wanted to keep.

there's a bluebird in my heart that wants to get out but I'm too clever, I only let him out at night sometimes when everybody's asleep. I say, I know that you're there, so don't be sad. then I put him back, but he's singing a little in there, I haven't quite let him die and we sleep together like that with our secret pact and it's nice enough to make a man weep, but I don't weep, do you?

I want so much that is not here and do not know where to go.

If I never see you again I will always carry you inside outside on my fingertips and at brain edges and in centers centers of what I am of what remains.

the best often die by their own hand just to get away, and those left behind can never quite understand why anybody would ever want to get away from them

I suppose like others I have come through fire and sword, love gone wrong, head-on crashes, drunk at sea, and I have listened to the simple sound of water running in tubs and wished to drown

I wasn't much of a petty thief. I wanted the whole world or nothing.

when the phone rings I too would like to hear words that might ease some of this.

There is a place in the heart that will never be filled; a space. And even during the best moments, and the greatest times, we will know it.

I think I need a drink.' 'Almost everybody does only they don't know it.

I want to be with you. It's as simple, and as complicated as that.

No Help of that There is a place in the heart that will never be filled a space. And even during the best moments and the greatest times we will know it We will know it more that ever. There is a place in the heart that will never be filled and we will wait and wait in that place.