Quotes About Yearn

I understand I can't have you. But I want to know you're in the world with me.

wishes she were daring, risqué, all the things she has never been and will never be.

STEPHEN O'CONNOR Next to Nothing

He has never gone short of anything he wanted, you see, until he wanted me.

Trebao sam se tada znijiti krvlju, toliko je bio o?ajan bol moje žudnje... tolika strastvenost mojih molbi da je vidim barem na tren! Ali je nisam vidio.

No puedo vivir sin mi vida! ¡No puedo vivir sin mi alma!

Ah, vieste não é, Edgar Linton? - disse, com irada excitação.- És uma dessas coisas que sempre encontramos quando menos as queremos, e que quando são desejadas, nunca se encontram!

Be with me always—take any form—drive me mad! only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you!

Haunt me then! Be with me always-take any form- drive me mad! only do not leave me in the abyss, where I cannot find you.

I cannot live with you, It would be life, And life is over there Behind the shelf

MY river runs to thee: Blue sea, wilt welcome me? My river waits reply. Oh sea, look graciously! I 'll fetch thee brooks From spotted nooks,— Say, sea, Take me!

The spreading wide my narrow Hands To gather Paradise.

My river runs to thee: Blue sea, wilt welcome me? My river waits reply. Oh sea, look graciously! I'll fetch thee brooks From spotted nooks, — Say, sea, Take me!

I looked in windows, for the wealth I could not hope to own.

Do I repine, is it all murmuring, or am I sad and lone, and cannot, cannot help it? Sometimes when I do feel so, I think it may be wrong, and that God will punish me by taking you away; for he is very kind to let me write to you, and to give me your sweet letters, but my heart wants more.

Don't you wish we could pick the people we love? Yeah, I say. Or just make the people we love want the same things we want.

desperately wanting to define what's in the air between us but unwilling to make the first move

Ma's in Room still, I want her here so much much much.

Miss me? Bet you did ... so would I.

My hand slid into his. The warmth of his hand surrounded mine and made me wish Carson Boulevard was miles more than six lanes wide. He let my hand go when we made it to the sidewalk.

What kind of a kiss was that anyway? It was the kind that sucked your soul out of your body. Hey, she wanted to call out to the man who'd just left. You forgot to give my soul back.

also, i wanted to kiss you, said lola. come here, said emmett.

Desiring something that you cannot possess is but a fruitless voyage.

I don't think people can help it. We play with fire and tell ourselves we're just lighting a modest, necessary candle. We know discretion is called for and everything in us cries out to be seen, to spread our feathers.