Quotes About Yearning

Frankrijk is mooi, de wereld is mooi, maar ik wil het niet zien. Niet zonder jou.

He smelled like sweat and sex and Sean, a potent combination that made her want to hold him here inside her and never let him go.

She couldn't deny him anything. She reached behind her and unhooked the bra, leaving breasts completely bare to his stroking hands. Her mouth sought his, licking, sucking, leaning into his touch as she tried to tell him without words how much she wanted him, needed him. How desperate she was for his touch, how she'd needed him, needed this, all along and hadn't even realized it.

Like punch through the brick wall he'd built around himself and give in to the sudden, desperate urges to touch, to taste, to feel. Krista Fucking Slater. Of all the women in the world, why was she the only one who managed to remind him he was still alive in a way no one had been able to in three long years?

I would never blame anyone for wishing for something more from this life.

She opened the McRib box and eyed the dark red, sticky sandwich. Suddenly she felt like an animal; she wanted to drag the sandwich somewhere, not anywhere in this McDonald's, not a booth, not Playland, but to a park, a shrouded corner of the woods underneath shimmering tree branches, green, dark, and serene, and then, when she was certain she was completely alone, she wanted to tear that sandwich apart with her teeth.

I've never been in love. Isn't that shame? Not knowing how it feels like.

Her father there, her mother here. A universe-sized gap between them.

She had done everything he wanted, and tonight it didn't matter. He was the man who preferred the empty room all along. Not these things, not these children, not her. He wanted his steak and his wine and his Scotch, and a young waitress he could bully to bring it to him, and after that, where he slept didn't matter.

I would dearly love to remove this beard. It itches." Serena's relief was apparent in her escaped breath and shy smile. "I should like to see thee without it." Then, as if realizing what she had disclosed, her eyes grew round and she clapped her hand over her mouth. His deep chuckle followed her as she turned and fled the room.

I knew that were I ever to emerge from my darkness to seek a more excellent way of living...this must be my first step: to choose to forgive. It was a dangerous and desperate step, but how I yearned for the respite it could afford - if indeed there were any respite to be had. p 233

Love touches the soul and awakens a desire so powerful that even the most vigilant heart is lured by its radiance.

I wanted to conquer your heart, not to stop it.

Imagination is no Joke, But a Wish

In my Dreams i'm with You in real Life I cannot Get You. In mijn dromen ben ik met Jou maar in het echte Leven kan ik niet met Jou zijn.

Everyone Wants to Be as Free as a Bird, but None is so Freely

Left wing...Right wing...it's so limited; why doesn't it ever occur to any of them that what one is really longing for is the wishbone?

He served humankind but never understood people, and though he yearned with all his heart for love and companionship, year after year he could bear humanity less and less in the flesh. His

De muze moet je bed niet genaken, maar ze moet een hersenschim blijven waar je achteraan jaagt, een onbereikbare Dulcinea.

I had a consuming ambition to possess a miller's thumb. I believe I have never since wanted anything more desperately than I wanted my right thumb to be flattened as my father's had become, during his earlier years of a miller's life.

This stream of watching made what was watched wanted.

You pierce my soul. I am half agony, half hope...I have loved none but you.

Even now I'll see her looking at him, her eyes milky yet full of longing, and all he ever gives her is a gentle, absent nod. Perhaps this is the nature of true deprivation - a lifetime of love, tenderly spurned.

The farther a man follows the rainbow, the harder it is for him to get back to the life which he left starving like an old dog.