Quotes About Yearn

Then wear the gold hat, if that will move her; If you can bounce high, bounce for her too, Till she cry Lover, gold-hatted, high-bouncing lover, I must have you!

we both fitted. If our corners were not rubbed off they were at least pulled in. But deep in us both was something that made us require more for happiness. I didn't know what I wanted

She admired him; she was used to clutching her hands together in his wake and heaving audible sighs.

Many times he had tried unsuccessfully to let go his hand on her. They had many fine times together, fine talks between the loves of the white nights, but always when he turned away from her into himself he left her holding Nothing in her hands and staring at it, calling it many names, but knowing it was only the hope that he would come back soon.

she awoke often to lie and wish for that presence beside her—inanimate yet breathing—still Jeff.

She looked up at him as he took a step toward the door; she looked at him without the slightest idea as to what was in his head, she saw him take another step in slow motion, turn and look at her again, and she wanted for a moment to hold him and devour him, wanted his mouth, his ears, his coat collar, wanted to surround him and engulf him.

I'm not fit to touch her, he cried aloud to the four walls. I'm not fit to touch her little hand. Nevertheless, he went out to look for her.

He left feeling that if he had searched harder, he might have found her — that he was leaving her behind.

Then wear the gold hat, if that will move her, If you can bounce high, bounce for her too, Till she cry 'Lover, golf-hatted, high-bouncing lover, I must have you!' --

Oh, nothing--only I want sentiment, real sentiment--and I never find it.

The chill of what I won't feel gnaws at my present heart.

És o que falta a tudo. És o que a cada coisa falta para a podermos amar sempre.»

Between your body and my desire for it Stretches the chasm of you being conscious. If only I could love and possess you Without you existing or being there!

no nostalgia hurts as much as nostalgia for things that never existed!

The only thing I've loved is nothing at all. The only thing I've desired is what I couldn't even imagine. All I asked of life is that it go on by without my feeling it. All I demanded of love is that it never stop being a distant dream.

Romantizm hastal??? budur iÅŸte: sanki sahip olman?n bir yolu varm?? gibi Ay'a göz dikmek.

Nothing is worthwhile, my distant love, except knowing how sweet it is to know that nothing is worthwhile

Wanting to go and die in Peking and not being able to is something that weighs on me like the idea of some imminent cataclysm.

Eres lo que falta a todo. Eres lo que falta a cada cosa para poder amarla por siempre. Llave extraviada de las puertas del Templo, camino encubierto del Palacio, Isla lejana que la bruma nunca deja ver...

Since I cannot live without affection, why was that affection taken from me?

Del amor sólo he exigido que nunca dejase de ser un sueño lejano.

Let's not even touch life with the tips of our fingers. Let's not even love in our minds. May we never know the feel of a woman's kiss, not even in our dreams.

It can feel heavy with longing, and heavy with longing, in my mind, is preferable to hollow, which one also feels. If I'm heavy with longing, at least I have some idea of what I want.

romantic ambitions, there wasn't even such a place for her