Quotes About Yearn

I don't want to live in a desert of dirt.

I think if you talk to anybody who would like to have had children... I mean, you look at families all the time and you see there is something there that you don't have.

We don't even know what our desire is. We ask other people to tell us our desires. We would like our desires to come from our deepest selves, our personal depths - but if it did, it would not be desire. Desire is always for something we feel we lack.

Love is the desire to be irresistibly desired.

Every exchange making him feel like an idiot, making him draw his spine up straight and making him fiddle with his hair, and all he wanted to do was to see her naked on the floor. Not brutal, not unkind, enraptured.

In order to acheive you must dream, to dream you must desire, to desire you must love.

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

You don't want to walk and talk about Jesus, You just want to see his face. —Keith Richards / Mick Jagger (1972)

sloppy kiss, and then I said, "Someone'll

I don't want to need you, 'cause I can't have you.

I wish I were there to watch the operations and changes; but alas! I am in Kansas scratching for a living.

Why do we hunger so for vicious things? Our wishes bend the statues of the gods.

Let it be the house, please let it be the house.

Man paßt dahin, wohin man sich sehnt.

tightened his gut and sent him to the border of craving. Soon she'd leave Niroli; until she did, he had to keep this urgent appetite

She wanted this too. She wanted me to watch her. She wanted me to follow her. She wanted to feel my eyes. She wanted to lift me out of death.

It is my desire I desire, and the loved being is no more than its tool.

He really was perfect. If only he was perfect for me.

I have often prayed for you like this Let me have her

You couldn't have it if you DID want it.

I've never been in love. I will die without knowing what it feels like to need to see one person's face when you go to sleep at night, to crave seeing it when you wake up. I wish I knew.

Just once, she'd like to be the exciting one, the girl somebody wanted.

The desperation meeting the silence with its unmasked wish.

You can't miss what you've never had.