Quotes About Yearning

I loved you like a man loves a woman he never touches, only writes to, keeps little photographs

tonight this room is smoky and I am alone listening to the silence. I am tired of waiting on life, it was so slow to arrive and so quick to leave. the streets and the cities are empty, love is on the damned cross and death laughs in the back room. at the edge, the edge, the edge.

I decided to put on my new suit and go out and find a woman, a beautiful one, of course, to support a man of my still-hidden talents.

women were beyond me. they saw something depraved. there was one waitress a little older than I, she rather smiled, lingered when she brought my coffee. that was plenty for me, that was enough. - Young in New Orleans

You needed love, but not the kind of love most people used and were used up by.

I wanted the whole world or nothing.     6

meanwhile I look at young girls stems flowers of chance. there must be a way. surely there must be a way that we have not yet though of. who put this brain inside of me? it cries it demands it says that there is a chance. it will not say no.

There is a space in the heart that will never be filled and we will wait and wait in that space.

What a weary time those years were—to have the desire and the need to live but not the ability.

The lines on the page were pulled tight, like a man screaming, but not "Joe, where are you?" More like Joe, where is anything?

There are certainly any number of lonely people without much to do with their nights.

It's a lonely time, she sings, and you're not mine and it makes me feel so bad, this thing of being me...

I would like to be human if only they would let me.

I am watching a girl dressed in a light green sweater, blue shorts, long black stockings; there is a necklace of some sort but her breasts are small, poor thing, and she watches her nails as her dirty white dog sniffs the grass in erratic circles; a pigeon is there too, circling, half dead with a tick of a brain and I am upstairs in my underwear, 3 day beard, pouring a beer and waiting for something literary or symphonic to happen;

Uno se puede encariñar de muchas cosas aparte del sexo pero es mejor si el sexo está presente de alguna manera.

Mi sembra di essere nato storto. Non capisco se non trovo più quello che voglio o se rendo le mie voglie talmente elaborate da rendermi impossibile soddisfarle. Insomma, una specie di alibi del cazzo.

Que tempos penosos foram aqueles anos - ter o desejo e a necessidade de viver, mas não a habilidade.

you're not mine and it makes me feel so bad, this thing of being me…

Se eu nunca ver você de novo Eu sempre vou levar você dentro fora na ponta dos meus dedos e nas bordas do meu cérebro e em centros centros do que eu sou do que restou.

Saçmal?k, yaÅŸamak, beklemek, aramak.DüÅŸünmekten beynim aÄŸr?yordu. Bir kere a??k olmuÅŸtum, ilk gençlik rüyalar?m? görmeye baÅŸlad???m y?llarda. Irene bizim yan?m?zdaki evde yaÅŸard?.Onun yan?nda kalbim zonklard?. Sonra en yak?n arkada??mla k?rlara gittiler.O gün vazgeçtim sevmekten.

A los hombres siempre les persigue algo que nunca pueden evitar. Sin descanso, siempre.

There is a place in the heart that will never be filled and we will wait and wait in that space.

It's not pleasant to die on the cross, it's much more pleasant to hear your name whispered in the dark.

I was lonely all right. I was lonely for that big ass standing beside me.