Quotes About Yearn

Alas! the void the fearful void, which I feel in my bosom! Sometimes I think, if I could only once but once, press her to my heart, this dreadful void would be filled.

Ah, bu bo?luk! Gö?sümdeki bu korkunç bo?luk! Yaln?zca bir kez, yaln?zca bir kez yüre?ime bast?rabilsem onu.

Ey tan?mad???m Yarat?c?! Bir zamanlar tüm ruhumu sarm??t?n, ama ?imdi bana yüz çevirdin! Ça??r beni yan?na! ..

Zarea e ca si viitorul! In fata sufletului nostru sta un tot urias si nelamurit in care simtirea noastra se pierde ca si privirea, iar noi dorim plini de ardoare sa ne lasam cuprinsi cu voluptate de un unic, mare si splendid sentiment. Si cand alergam intr-acolo, cand acolo devine aici, totul e la fel ca mai inainte si ne simtim saraci si marginiti, si sufletul nostru tanjeste dupa mangaierea care a pierit.

Ona adamak isterim kendimi, ?ayet saç?na örerse beni, Bir karar verebilirse, Gönlünde bana yer verece?ine.

Ah, bu bo?luk! Gö?sümdeki bu korkunç bo?luk! Yaln?zca bir kez, yaln?zca bir kez yüre?ime bast?rabilsem onu. — Bu bo?lu?un doldurulabilece?ini dü?ünüyorum ço?u zaman.

Ey varl???n?n derinli?ine asla eremedi?im Yüce Tanr?'m! Ruhum seninle doluyken çoktan beridir neden senden uzak durdum?.. Beni yan?na al! Daha fazla bekletme! Katlan?lmaz bir özlemle tutu?an ruhumun art?k gücü tükendi.

Where one day she'll be glimpsed: creature who'll scorch me with love?

Ich möchte mir oft die Brust zerreißen und das Gehirn einstoßen, das man einander so wenig sein kann. Ach die Liebe, Freude, Wärme und Wonne, die ich nicht hinzubringe, wird mir der andere nicht geben, und mit einem ganzen Herzen voll Seligkeit werde ich den andern nicht beglücken, der kalt und kraftlos vor mir steht.

Korkar?m sizde bu arzuyu böylesine kamç?layan ?ey, bana sahip olman?n imkâns?zl???.

I--I mum thank you,Mr. Malory. " She slipped into the brogue without realizing it, half her mind on his touch, half on her increasing panic. "You've taken my mind off my worries for a spell, but dinna add to them now. It's a husband I'm needing, no' a lover, and you dinna qualify . . . more's the pity.

Sometimes I felt as if I could not bear it any longer to be away from you!

The poem is sad because it wants to be yours, and cannot be.

To be desired is perhaps the closest anybody can reach in this life to feeling immortal.

My whole desire is to run up and down the sea coast looking for you.

What if it were true. It could not be: but what if it were. Strange but true. A sudden partisanship arose within Pierce's heart, a longing so deep and simple that he could not even be puzzled by it: a longing indistinguishable from grief, that the story ought to be true, and could not be.

so many things I long for have so often been denied

Batter my heart, three-person'd God; for youAs yet but knock, breathe, shine, and seek to mend.

If ever any beauty I did see, Which I desired, and got, 'twas but a dream of thee.

Sigh'd and look'd, and sigh'd again.

He wanted to care, he wanted to care so badly, but there was this gap between what he felt and what he wanted to feel, a space where something important had been carved out.

I wanted so badly for there to be more. I ached for there to be more than my crappy little life.' He shakes his head. 'And there was more. I just couldn't see it.

Nothing had happened yet in my life except the need to get out of it.

I missed you, Angel. Not one day went by that I didn't feel you missing from my life.