Quotes About Yearning

How many a rustic Milton has passed by, Stifling the speechless longings of his heart, In unremitting drudgery and care! How many a vulgar Cato has compelled His energies, no longer tameless then, To mould a pin, or fabricate a nail!

This morning. We got reports from down here that people were doing "stupid sensual things," were in a state of "uncontrollable frenzy," were wriggling like fish, doing something called the "Eagle Rock" and the "Sassy Bump"; were cutting a mean "Mooche," and "lusting after relevance.

Ne ruši sve mostove, možda ?eš se vratiti. Nisi ptica ni leptir obalom što leti, kad nema mostova uzalud je ?eznuti, uzalud je shvatiti, uzalud je htjeti. Ne ruši sve mostove, možda ?eš se vratiti. Ostavi bar jedan most izme?u srca i mene, u samo?i je lakše neshva?eno shvatiti, mogle bi te nazad nagnati uspomene.

Ja, covjek nestalna srca koji živim bez mira i radosti; gorak život o tudjem hljebu, nemirne prošlosti, pune lutanja, nesnalaženja i stradanja, nestalne, teške sadašnjosti i mra?ne budu?nosti,šiban strastima, potresen doga?ajima, i mu?en od ljudi, oboren i gažen na ulazu u život, podgrižen grijehom, i borbom proti grijehu-ja žudim svom dušom mir i molim no?as od Boga život vedar i tih da se ne kidam u sebi i ne lomim svijetom.

Zašto je put do žene tako vijugav i tajan i zašto on sa svojom slavom i snagom ne može da ga pre?e, a prelaze ga svi gori od njega? Svi, samo, on u silnoj i smiješnoj starosti, cijeli svoj vijek pruža ruke kao u snu. Što žene traže?

Mu?i se ?ovjek dovijeka a nikad nema ni ono što mu treba a kamoli ono što želi.

Samo, u ovakvom potpunom ostvarenju jedne želje kriju se velike opasnosti, a najve?a je u onoj novoj želji koja se namesto ostvarenja javlja. Ko zna kakva je ta i kud nas može odvesti? I ko zna od ?ega nas je branilo postojanje one prve, dok je bila u nama i mu?ila nas, živa i neostvarena?

I jos jednom se javi misao s kojom je sto puta zaspao,nejasna,nikada do kraja domisljena, a uvredljiva i jadna misao: zasto je put do zene tako vijugav i tajan,i zasto on sa svojom slavom i snagom ne moze da ga predje, a prelaze ga svi gori od njega? Svi,samo on, u silnoj i smijesnoj strasti, cio svoj vijek pruza ruke kao u snu. Sta zene traze?

Gone, he kissed the air where she had stood.

I miss you. I miss you so fucking bad it hurts, but I don't know how to find you even though you're right in front of me." ? J.R. Ward, Lover Mine

She'd hated spending the daylight hours away from him, hated the distance between them, and she wasn't letting it go on anymore on her side.

He loved her, wanted her, needed her, just as impossibly as she loved, wanted, needed him. Miraculos.

What I did not know was how longing could store itself away in the hollows of one's bones and then one day without warning flood out.

TelaÅŸla uykunun inine geri dönsem de rüyaya tekrar giremiyor, aÄŸz?m? suland?ran ekmeÄŸin tad?na bakam?yorum. -Barbarlar? Beklerken

DEDICATED TO: YOU - it has been so long, too long, since you have had a home.

So when it came to a female of worth like Ehlena, he was always going to be on the far side of the glass, nose pressed up hard, palms spread with need, never getting close enough to tough. It was only fair to her.

she had nothing now that the fantasy was gone.

Joy si immaginò la donna dall'altra parte del telefono e desiderò poter essere quella persona nella vita di Gray; quella che cercava per un consiglio e che chiamava quando non era sicuro e che teneva tra le braccia la notte... «Ti voglio bene, mamma» disse il ragazzo prima di terminare la comunicazione. Okay. Non voleva essere la madre di Gray. Però le sarebbe piaciuto avere l'opportunità di essere sua pari. La sua compagna.

What she wanted was really two things: to be elsewhere, and to be somebody else. Or at least a version of herself that had made better decisions, that had thought more clearly.

So he left, and found no passion, and returned to nothing at all.

That was the biggest problem with getting used to someone, she thought. You were lonely when they weren't there.

Don't leave me again. God. God. Don't leave me again. I didn't Part of you did. He moved her back, and his eyes swarmed with emotion. Part of you left me, and I couldn't stand it.

Eve: What do you want? Nadine: A man of amazing sexual prowess, great sensitivity, stupendous abs, and the face of an angel. Toss in a wicked sense of humor and stupendous wealth, who adores the very ground I walk on. Oh wait, you already have him.

He needed to call Eve. He looked across the field, across the silvered mists and gentle rise of aching green. Rather than pull out his pocket-link he continued to toy with the button. He didn't want to call her. He wanted to touch her. To hold her, just hold her and anchor himself again. Why did I come without you? he murmured, when I need you so bloody much?