Quotes About Yearning

But when I would see the surrogate, my first instinct, my first reaction would be jealousy, because she was doing what I wanted to do.

Life is a bitch when the only woman you can think of belongs to someone else.

On the court our occasional touches meant little. In the room, her jostling me felt electric. I wanted to grab her tight, but didn't. I didn't want a scene like last time.

This is how we girls are. At times we want to be wanted, even when we deny it.

There are times in life you wish dinosaurs weren't extinct and could be whistled to come and gulp you down.

Why would any guy want to be only friends with a girl? It's like agreeing to be near a chocolate cake and never eat it. It's like sitting in a racing car but not driving it. Only wimps do that.

Busquei abrigo num quiosque, e me perguntei se algum dia saberia viver longe do mar, em cidade que não terminasse assim num acidente, mas agonizando para todos os lados.

Se soubesse como gosto das suas cheganças, você chegaria correndo todo dia.

The desire in our minds is as real as the thirst in our throats.

Die down, O dismal day! and let me live. And come, blue deeps! magnificently strewn With colored clouds — large, light, and fugitive — By upper winds through pompous motions blown.

The past cannot return. If I have wounded you, forgive. If no more your breast will yearn To warm this straying heart, oh live The dreams that warm it yet, The memories it would not forget. There is no strife, all that has gone. There is no pain, the will is set. There are hours for thought to feed on, But none to keep alive regret. However sadly a heart may yearn, The past cannot, cannot return.

...all my soul within me burning...

...I had seen to gather herself out of the atoms of the mist. She was so fair to look on, so radiantly beautiful, so exquisitely voluptuous, that the very instinct of man in me, which calls some of my sex to love and to protect one of hers, made my head whirl with new emotion.

I hate the day, because it lendeth light To see all things, and not my love to see...

When I go away from you The world beats dead Like a slackened drum. I call out for you against the jutted stars And shout into the ridges of the wind. Streets coming fast, One after the other, Wedge you away from me, And the lamps of the city prick my eyes So that I can no longer see your face. Why should I leave you, To wound myself upon the sharp edges of the night?

For mother's kiss — sweeter this Than any other thing.

Criminal Minds, The Dance of Love: "Perhaps when we find ourselves wanting everything, it is because we are dangerously close to wanting nothing."

The stars, like many other things, are only romantic from a distance.

The time you think you're missing misses you too.

I think about you constantly, whether it's with my mind or my heart.

Every woman deserves a man who writes poems on her body with his lips. And every man deserves a woman who craves his touch.

if I could have caught up from the earth, the whole of the flowers of the earth, if once I could have breathed into myself the very golden crocuses and the red, and the very golden hearts of the first saffron, the whole of the golden mass, the whole of the great fragrance, I could have dared the loss. — H.D., from "Eurydice," Collected Poems 1912-1944 (New Directions Publishing Corporation, 1982)

Can you show how you missed me?" The baby placed both hands on her stomach, saying "Miss you here.

Would that thy love, beloved, had less trust in me, that it might be more anxious!