Quotes About Yearn

El poema gana si adivinamos que es la manifestación de un anhelo, no la historia de un hecho.

Esa vida es nueva para él, y a veces atroz, pero ya está en su sangre, porque lo mismo que los hombres de otras naciones veneran y presienten el mar, así nosotros (también el hombre que entreteje estos símbolos) ansiamos la llanura inagotable que resuena bajo los cascos.

Lovers are plenty; but fail to relieve me.

Would you like to have

We ache with the yearning that turns half into whole and offer no excuses for the beauty of our souls.

Tizitash zeweter wode ene eye metah. I can't help thinking about you.

If you live, you look back and beg for it again, the hazardous bliss before you know what you would miss.

You're the muscle I cut from the bone and still the bone remembers, still it wants (so much, it wants) the flesh back, the real thing, if only to rail against it, if only to argue and fight, if only to miss a solve-able absence.

There is a solitude in this world I cannot pierce. I would die for it.

the one who wants to love you, but often isn't good at even that, the one who doesn't want to be diminished by how much she wants to be yours.

Waleryjo! Ty przecie? spomi?dzy ziemianek Zazdro?ci godna! Ciebie ubóstwia? kochanek, O którym inna pró?no ca?e ?ycie marzy, Którego rysów szuka w ka?dej nowej twarzy, I w ka?dym nowym g?osie nadaremnie bada Tonu, który jej duszy brzmieniem odpowiada.

wanting is what we do to survive, and we want only what isn't there

Quiero est un verbe étonnant qui veut tout dire. C'est vouloir, désirer, aimer, c'est quérir et c'est chérir. Tour à tour et selon le ton qu'on lui donne, il exprime la passion la plus impérative ou le caprice le plus léger. C'est un ordre ou une prière, une déclaration ou une condescendance. Parfois, ce n'est qu'une ironie

The love has its yearning of which yearning knows nothing.

Kärleken är ett helhetskrav, vare sig den är smärtsam oro eller lycklig åtrå... Man älskar bara det man inte äger helt.

Absence is the enemy of love

Alas, why are my nights all thus lost? Ah, why do I ever miss his sight whose breath touches my sleep?

From my heart comes out and dances the image of my own desire. The gleaming vision flits on. I try to clasp it firmly, it eludes me and leads me astray. I seek what I cannot get, I get what I do not seek.

My heart is homesick to-day for the one sweet hour across the sea of time.

This longing is for the one who is felt in the dark, but not seen in the day.

Sana evime gel demiyorum, uçsuz bucaks?z yaln?zl???ma gel.

Is it wrong to want things that you can't give me?

You're a complication I don't need." He followed, placed his hands on each side of her head, and planted his knee between her thighs. "But you're a complication I want. One I'm going to have.

'Free' is more of that 'familiarity breeds contempt' kind of thing. It's about saying 'Wait, I'm longing for something more than I have and I don't know what it is that I want, but I know I want it.' It has nothing to do with what I'm going through, personally.