Quotes About Yearning

You want to fly in jets, and I just want to fly" -Baby Carlyle

En el amor de ella se había mezclado ira, una ira que se correspondía con la suya. Morder, engullir, irrumpir en el otro de una vez por todas, devorar, aprovecharse, ese completo barullo desesperado de seres que quieren convertirse en el otro, que quieren ser una sola cosa y no pueden, siempre obligados a separarse el uno del otro.

I am sorry because there will never be enough time, not even in a hundred years from this day would be enough time for us to love

It terrifies you. That you missed out on something. That you gave up something you didn't know you wanted." A sharp, pitying smile pinched the corners of her lips. "What was it? Was it a boy? Was it a vocation? Or was it a whole life?

There is nowhere to go but on. Still, part of her longs to go back for one instant—not to change anything, not even to speak to Lydia, not to tell her anything at all. Just to open the door and see her daughter there, asleep, one more time, and know all was well.

The occasional embrace, a head leaned for just a moment on your shoulder, when what you really wanted more than anything was to press them to you and hold them so tight you fused together and could never be taken apart. It was like training yourself to live on the smell of an apple alone, when what you really wanted was to devour it, to sink your teeth into it and consume it, seeds, core, and all.

Because more than anything, her mother had wanted to stand out; because more than anything, her father had wanted to blend in. Because those things had been impossible.

bring back our missing hearts.

Please, Marilyn thinks. In this word is all she cannot phrase, even to herself. Please come back, please let me start over, please stay. Please.

It was like training yourself to live on the smell of an apple alone, when what you really wanted was to devour it, to sink your teeth into it and consume it, seeds core, and all.

But she herself had never felt that way about anyone, not as a teenager, not in art school, not since. It occurred to her that except for her brother, when they were children, she'd never seen a man naked. More than that: she'd never touched anyone and felt that warmth, that electric tension at the nearness of someone else. The only thing that had given her that feeling had been art—and then, of course, Pearl.

Years of yearning had made her sensitive, the way a starving dog twitches its nostrils at the faintest scent of food.

Dinnertime comes and goes, but none of them can imagine eating. It seems like something only people in films do, something lovely and decorative, that whole act of raising a fork to your mouth. Some kind of purposeless ceremony.

It has been so long since he thought of his wife as a creature of want.

The occasional embrace, a head leaned for just a moment on your shoulder, when what you really wanted more than anything was to press them to you and hold them so tight you fused together and could never be taken apart.

Não há outro sítio para onde seguir a não ser em frente. Ainda assim, uma parte dela anseia regressar por um instante - não para mudar o que quer que seja, nem sequer para falar com Lydia, nem para lhe dizer nada. Simplesmente abrir a porta e ver a filha ali, a dormir, uma vez mais, e saber que está tudo bem.

Neither ever mentioned this most tender hope.

It was like training yourself to live on the smell of an apple alone, when what you really wanted was to devour it, to sink your teeth into it and consume it, seeds, core, and

everything was saturated with sex; everywhere it oozed out, like dirty honey.

1981 glistening in his eyes like a beautiful far-off star.

smell of an apple alone, when what you really wanted was to devour it, to sink your teeth into it and consume it, seeds, core, and all.

He has almost forgotten what it felt like. To touch her. To be forgiven even just this much

the feeling that the place you're in is too small.

The occasional embrace, a head lean, just a moment on your shoulder, when what you really wanted more than anything was to press them to you and hold them so tight you fuse together and could never be taken apart.