Quotes About Yearn

She knew what it was like to miss someone, for she missed Cory so continually and pressingly that the feeling was like its own shattering bass vibrating through her, and he was only 110 miles away at Princeton, not across the world.

Someone has to love me," he said. "As far as I can tell, the job is currently unoccupied.

In some animal part of my brain, I guess I thought looking her up might somehow summon her. So I never did. And she came anyway.

She hadn't learned, no one had taught her ... that the things you want, you never get them. And if you do, they're not what you thought they'd be. But you'd still do anything to keep them. Because you'd wanted them for so long.

we're all wanting things we don't understand. things we can't even name. The yearning so deep, like pinions over our hearts.

And every time we're together, I tell myself not to hope that this time you'll just fucking see that there is nobody else for you. That you'll give me a chance to prove we're good together,

I'd been a substitute for something they both wanted and neither could have.

and yes even loved him even though logic and reason told me I had no business feeling that way about him but I didn't care, no I loved him, and wanted him to know it not because I expected him to reciprocate )and yes even loved him even though logic and reason told me I had no business feeling that way about him but I didn't care, no I(even though I really really wanted him to) but because if someone ever loved me in that pure way I would want to know about it

or furniture I wanted to buy or even people I was attracted to (well, I'm referring to those things a little) but, rather, a sensation I can only describe as the ache of not being there

Tolstoy said about Ivan Ilyich: "What he longed for was impossible, but still he longed for it.

This is also what was meant when that loving soul said, "I opened to my beloved; but my beloved had withdrawn himself, and was gone: my soul failed when he spake: I sought him, but I could not find him; I called him, but he gave me no answer." (Song of Solomon 5:6)

I am that somebody who aches to be near you when I am not. I am that somebody who can't stop thinking about you.

Why do I feel like something's missing in my life without them and they don't feel the same about me?

The dead are greedy for you.

Ain't it a shame the body can't go where the heart lives.

And though he has watched a decent age pass by, a man will sometimes still desire the world.

I love you," he said. Icicles formed on his skin as she stared at him for several heartbeats. "Do you suppose that changes anything?" "I want it to." He knelt at her feet, but didn't even dare touch her hand. "Don, I want it to meant everything. It should.

I didn't make this plan. I just wake up sometimes and want to crawl out of my life.

I thieve love. I beg for it. People want what they cannot have.

Por que não escreveste nunca? Não é de te ler que mais tenho saudade. É o som da faca rasgando o envelope que trazia a tua carta. E sentir, de novo, uma caricia na alma, como se algures estivessem golpeando um cordão umbilical

Just thinking about the cake she was not eating made her cry.

Take me with you. I want a doomed love. I want streets at night, wind and rain, no one wondering where I am.

He concluded that at worst, his heart was still rooted in selfish desire; at best, he was seeking not so much a specific person as love itself.

There's nothing worse than falling in love with impossibility.