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Quotes About Yearning

A man grows weary of having no lovers but his fingers.
~ George R.R. Martin
I am a creature of grief and dust and utter longings. There is an empty place within me where my heart was once.
~ George R.R. Martin
Cersei wondered what it would feel like to kiss another woman. Not lightly on the cheek, as was common courtesy amongst ladies of high birth, but full upon the lips. Taena's lips were very full. She wondered what it would feel like to suckle on those breasts, to lay the Myrish woman on her back and push her legs apart and use her as a man would use her.
~ George R.R. Martin
I am walking, he thought, exulting. Part of him knew that it was only a dream, but even the dream of walking was better than the truth of his bedchamber, walls and ceiling and door.
~ George R.R. Martin
Tudo o que desejava era que as coisas fossem agradáveis e bonitas, como eram nas canções.
~ George R.R. Martin
There are other things I newly wake with. A sadness that is different altogether from the cloudy sediment dread bears up. It is dark and solo. I can't see the bottom of it. And another thing I don't recognise, a kind of hunger to grab another person and press them as deep into knowing as I've gone.
~ George R.R. Martin
I want her, he realized. I want Winterfell, yes, but I want her as well, child or woman or whatever she is. I want to comfort her. I want to hear her laugh. I want her to come to me willingly, to bring me her joys and her sorrows and her lust. His mouth twisted in a bitter smile. Yes, and I want to be tall as Jaime and as strong as Ser Gregor the Mountain too, for all the bloody good it does.
~ George R.R. Martin
Lonely? Yes. But a solemn, brooding, tragic loneliness that a man hates with a passion—and yet loves so much he craves for more.
~ George R.R. Martin
Se solo potessi portarla a Grande Inverno…donarle un fiore colto nei giardini vetrati, farla banchettare nella sala grande, mostrarle i re di pietra sui loro troni. Potremmo fare il bagno nelle sorgenti calde, e fare l'amore sotto il grande albero-cuore, con gli antichi dei a proteggerci".
~ George R.R. Martin
Forbid her anything and it became her heart's desire.
~ George R.R. Martin
Men were not meant to leave the earth. Spend too much time in the clouds and you never want to come back down again.
~ George R.R. Martin
It had been more of a wish, actually, but it sounded better to call it a dream.
~ George R.R. Martin
She stared at them with yearning. Part of her wanted to be a swan. The other part wanted to eat one.
~ George R.R. Martin
For she was his secret treasure, she was his shame and his bliss. And a chain and a keep are nothing, compared to a woman's kiss. Those
~ George R.R. Martin
She could feel the hole inside her where her heart had been.
~ George R.R. Martin
Robert wanted smiles and cheers, always, so he went where he found them, to his friends and his whores. Robert wanted to be loved. my brother Tyrion has the same disease. Do you want to be loved Sansa?" "Everyone want to be loved." "I see flowering hasn't made you any brighter," said Cersie. "Sansa, permit me to share a bit of womanly wisdom with you on this very special day. Love is a poison. A sweet poison, yes, but it will kill you all the same
~ George R.R. Martin
The rain feels so good against my face, Sam. It feels like tears. Let me stay awhile longer, I pray you. It has been a long time since I last wept.
~ George R.R. Martin
Me fui al día siguiente... hacia un sitio donde un beso no fuera un crimen y un hombre pudiera vestir la capa que quisiera. -Mance Rayder
~ George R.R. Martin
All night i have been making songs for you in my head. A lay for your eyes, a ballad for your lips, a duet to your breasts. I will ot sing them, through. They were poor things, unworthy of such beauty.
~ George R.R. Martin
Dreams are what we have.
~ George R.R. Martin
Why has no one come to pry me out of here? - Cersei
~ George R.R. Martin
I wonder where my big, black man has gone; Oh, I wonder where my big, black man has gone. Has he done got faded an' left me all alone?
~ George S. Schuyler
He'd holler starvation in a pie shop.
~ George S. Schuyler
It was that impossible thing: happiness that does not wilt to reveal the thin shoots of some new desire rising from within it.
~ George Saunders