Quotes About Yearning

Last of his toothpaste, last of his Wheat Chex, last of his 5-Quick-Cinnamon-Rolls-With-Icing, his Pop Secret Microwave Pop- corn, his Deluxe Fudge Brownie Mix next to my Casbah Nutted Pilaf on the sparser shelf, I'm using it all up. Chanting: he'd-want-me- to-he'd-want-me-to. To consume loss like a hydra-headed meal of would-have-dones accompanied by missed-shared-delight. What can I tell you?

This tension of thwarted longing -- even when they were on their own and could do whatever they liked -- was somehow the whole character of their relationship. Sheila was always frantic for the next thing she didn't have from Neil; the sensation was as painful as wire spooled taut in her chest. She wondered sometimes what would become of them if the spool gave way and the tension slackened.

I longed to be able to gather my whole life-force into a single impulse, and transmit it to her and blow into her frozen remains the fire that was consuming me.

Pleasure has turned into passion much more quickly than I should ever have thought possible.

No deseo nada aunque lo deseo todo.

Where were you? When everything was falling apart. All my days staying by the telephone. You never rang and all I needed was a call.

I see a red door and i want it painted black.

Can I stand in your light just for a while? I've waited around and oh no, you are not around I made up more time watching you

She calls, unanswered. He texts: "Are you ok?" . She: "I am ok, I just wanted to feel your presence.." . He: "Yeah, I'm here..I'm still here..".

I'd like to be able to do that too, matey. Window-shop, go to the odd movie. What's window-shopping really like, eh? If it's too much of a feast, you'd better not tell me.

I couldn't tell what my mother was feeling. I only knew that I felt as if I had found some precious, mysterious thing I could never name, but that I had searched for my entire life, and now it was finally within reach.

Ich möchte schlafen, aber du mußt tanzen." [ Hyazinthen ]

She was] a strange butterfly which had flown across his garden and which his eyes had continued to follow long after it had disappeared from sight.

In the end the soul is itself the longing of the soulless for salvation.

So much of adolescence is an ill-defined dying, An intolerable waiting, A longing for another place and time, Another condition.

Evelyn said, "What's it called when a person needs a … person … when you want to be touched and the … two are like one thing and there isn't anything else at all anywhere?" Alicia, who had read books, thought about it. "Love," she said at length. She swallowed. "It's a madness. It's bad.

How could I possibly gone this long without the touch of another human being? I've been living my life like a zombie

It was strange. ... If she'd never gone to the Amazon, never met Ash, she would most likely have been perfectly content with Todd. She wouldn't have understood those fleeting flashes of emptiness that come upon a per¬son from time to time. Now she knew what they were: the yearning for what could have been, for the road never taken.

At the same time, she couldn't help but feel sad about his admission of a studied shallowness, a penchant for the one-dimensional. It made her long all the more for her midnight man. Eddie

When you were here before Couldn't look you in the eye You're just like an angel Your skin makes me cry

And true love waits In haunted attics And true love lives On lollipops and crisps

Human personality is created with the restless yearning for communion with the unseen but present personal God (Augustine, Conf. 1.1).

O, what a heaven is love, O, what a hell

The acute experience of great beauty readily evokes a nameless yearning for something more than earth can offer. Elegant splendor reawakens our spirit's aching need for the infinite, a hunger for more than matter can provide.