Quotes About Yearn

Longing, we say, because desire is full of endless distances.

The thing we long for, that we are For one transcendent moment.

The reason can give nothing at all Like the response to desire.

It's always nice being wanted. Even if it's by the wrong person.

We all want what's been suddenly disallowed.

The desire of the moth for the star, Of the night for the morrow, The devotion to something afar From the sphere of our sorrow.

We've all had that fear, that despair of losing someone, or this fierce desire because it's not reciprocated. The less reciprocation there is, the more desire we have.

Coeur qui soupire n'a pas ce qu'il desire. The heart that sighs does not have what it desires.

Perhaps that's what we're all looking for - desire undiluted by habit.

Nothing remains but desire, and desire comes howling down Elysian Fields like a mistral.

All the concessions we make to Eros are holes in our desire for the absolute.

She hates everything that is not what she longs for.

You can want and want and want, but if he doesn't want you back ... you might as well wish the sky were red.

Angst is not the human condition, it's the purgatory between what we have and what we want but can't get.

Olympia thinks often about desire - desire that stops the breath, that causes a preoccupied pause in the midst of uttering a sentence - and how it may upend a life and threaten to dissolve the soul.

He who is drawn to something desirable does not desire to have it as a thought but as a thing.

I believe there is something on this earth that you desire more than anything, and it isn't me.

Dreams keep the heart alive.

I would exchange everything for one child of my own.

So much of me longs to run after him and cry, 'Yes, yes, yes!' A few hours ago, when I wrote I could never mean anything to him, such a chance would have seemed heaven on earth. And surely I could give him - a sort of contentment? That isn't enough to give. Not for the giver.

it's not the sex you think I've had. it's the sex i want. that's what you smell on me. because the more I look at you, the more A know about us both. And the more A want to have sex with you. because there's a certain kind of sex that has an element of cleansing. it's the antidote to disillusion. the counterpoison.

Most of our longings go unfulfilled.

My heart has followed, all my days, something I cannot name.

my head in the rainclouds, my heart in the sky.