Quotes About Yearning

Every night she bore witness to what she could never have. It wasn't living. It was torture.

He'd felt this before and never wanted to feel it again. It could only diminish the memory of Madrigal; it already was. Again his memory failed to conjure her face. It was like trying to call up a melody while another song played

He had melted away, and she felt his absence like a space cut from the air.

Her wish that first time was simple, focused, and passionate: that she would see him again. Believing she was the only way she could bring herself to leave.

They hated the humans, but they also wanted to be them. They wanted to punish them, and they wanted to be embraced by them. To be accepted, honored, loved, like someone's child.

Como si él fuera ese lugar seguro que siempre estaba buscando y nunca encontraba.

Pentru ca , dintre toate lucrurile de pe lume, aceasta era dorul ei cel mai mare de orfana : dragostea

Dorul ei de dragoste o facea sa se simta ca un pisoi care se invartea mereu printre glezne, mieunand Mangaie-ma, mangaie-ma, uita-te la mine, iubeste-ma .

Ea nu voia sa fie eliberata in salbaticie. Voia sa fie pastrata si iubita. Sa apartina unui loc si unei familii,irevocabil.

Her heart was gasping, empty. Whatever resistance had been in her, she gave it up. Her hands knew what they wanted: They wanted Akiva, the spark and heat of him. Even in the warmth of the Moroccan spring, she was cold, as if the only thing with a chance of warming her was him.

Wishes, for example, for things like itches.

To have been granted so tiny a taste of the nectar of her mouth, and so brief a brush with the velvet of her lips was unspeakable cruelty. He felt set on fire.

Her thoughts had flown outward darting and dipping with the hummingbird moths that flocked by the thousands over head, as she wondered, with a wild, timpani heart where her angel had gone.

Forbid a man from something and he craves it like his soul's salvation, all the more so when that something is the source of incomparable riches.

Sathaz: The desire to possess that which can never be yours.

Just then, lit only by the flicker of his wings, the sight of him was so… right, somehow. He was right. It made no sense at all, but the feeling flooded through Karou, and whatever it was, it was as sweet as a patch of sun on a glossy floor and, like a cat, she just wanted to curl up in it.

Soon, everything else would come rushing at him. Like the ground to a falling man, it would come rushing up and hit him all at once—the place, the company, her words; one implication would lead to another and shatter him—but around that intake of breath the world hung silent and bright, so bright, and Akiva knew only this one thing, and held on to it and wanted to live inside of it and stay there forever. Karou was alive.

Karou'ya yak?n olmak, dünyan?n ucunda dengede durmaya çal??mak gibiydi. Sanki yer ayaklar?n?n alt?ndan kayarken, ad?mlar?n? sa?lam tutma çabas?na benziyordu. O çaresiz sarmal darbeyi durdurmak mümkün de?ildi, üstelik Akiva bu tatl? ve davetkar darbelerin bitmesini asla istemiyordu.

He said, 'I want you to know...' He swallowed. 'I need you to know that I was drawn to you - to you, Karou - before the wishbone. Before I knew, and I think...I think I would always fond you, no matter how you were hidden.' He was focused on her with extraordinary intensity. 'Your soul sings to mine. My soul is yours, and it always will be, in any world. No matter what happens-' His voice cracked and he took a breath. 'I need you to remember that I love you.

You have ruined my tongue for all other tastes," and understood finally what that phrase meant.

She wanted what her hands wanted: to touch Akiva, and not just with her fingertips, and not with caution, and not with fear of causing him pain. She wanted to hold him and be held, in soft perfect unity, like slow-dancing. She wanted to fit herself to him, breathe him, come alive against him, discover him, hold his face as he had held hers, with tenderness. With love .

Ea era goalape pe dinauntru, golul parand o entitate maltioasa, tachinand-o cu toate lucrurile pe care nu avea sa le cunoasca niciodata.

Hissetti?i her ?eyin aras?nda Karou'yu en çok kendinden geçiren Akiva'n?n fiziksel -tuz, misk kokusu, kas, ate?, ten ve ç?rp?na kalbi -gerçekli?i ve samimiyetiydi. Dudaklar?n?n tad? ve dokunu?u... Önce a?z?, sonra çenesi, boynu ve kulaklar?n?n hemen alt?ndaki yumu?ac?k doku... Öptü?ünde hissetti?i ürperi?.

Forbid a man something and he craves it like his soul's salvation, all the more so when that something is the source of incomparable riches.