Quotes About Yearning

Twentyone is too old to go anywhere alone, you know that. I want to go with someone. I don't mean as a bride, I'm not so gauche as that, but as a mistress or paramour or concubine or companion or friend or pal or anything else. I just don't want to be left alone! I want to get out of here! She said it again for all the wide-faced flowers to hear: I want to get out of here!

DovBer Pinson

There is a feeling like anger and betrayal. It is like frustration. It is something interior, ineffable, and it yearns to be effed. I can only emit yells, instead.

The three saddest things are the ill wanting to be well, the poor wanting to be rich, and the constant traveller saying 'anywhere but here'.

It's a book which, no matter how many readers it will ever have, will never have enough.

But I come with a dream in my eyes tonight And knock with a rose at the hopeless gate of your heart.

god's terrible face brighter than a spoon collects the image of one fatal word; so that my life(which liked the sun and the moon) resembles something that has not occurred: i am a birdcage without any bird a collar looking for a dog a kiss without lips;a prayer lacking any knees but something beats within my shirt to prove he is undead who living noone is. I have never loved you dear as now i love.

and what I want to know is how do you like your blue-eyed boy

Christ, what I wouldn't give to be something other than a human being.

She was bored with simply being straight-A's Claudia Kincaid. She was tired of arguing about whose turn it was to choose the Sunday night seven-thirty television show, of injustice, and of the monotony of everything.

um desejo de voltar para casa, onde podemos continuar com a ilusão de que é a vida diária, e não a morte, a condição permanente.

When I think of what life is, and how seldom love is answered by love; it is one of the moments for which the world was made.

there are two ways of being unhappy. Not getting what you want is one. Getting what you want is the other.

Alienation means you don't feel at ease in any situation, any place, or with any person, not even with yourself. You are always trying to get 'home' but never feel at home.

You are always trying to get "home" but never feel at home.

So this was love! I had escaped it for all the years I had roamed the five continents and their encircling seas; in spite of beautiful women and urging opportunity; in spite of a half-desire for love and a constant search for my ideal, it had remained for me to fall furiously and hopelessly in love with a creature from another world, of a species similar possibly, yet not identical with mine.

Why does The Sheik, my father, not love me, too?

My longing was beyond the power of opposition;

love denied a childish heart that yearns for love. Little

Tarzan was wishing that they might walk on thus forever. If the girl were only a man they might. He longed for a friend who loved the same wild life that he loved. He had learned to crave companionship, but it was his misfortune that most of the men he knew preferred immaculate linen and their clubs to nakedness and the jungle. It was, of course, difficult to understand, yet it was very evident that they did.

missing. All I knew was that whatever I was looking for, I couldn't find it with anyone

Loving her made me ache inside, because there was nothing I could do. No matter how much I loved her, it didn't help. I couldn't make her skin fit.

She would have given her soul to him if he had asked her. And now both were fixing their eyes on the ground, abashed, and again were throwing glances at each other, smiling with love's desire.

That's the trouble with loving a wild thing: You're always left watching the door.