Quotes About Yearn

But the most important thing I know is that I want the possibility of you more than the reality of Karen Minty.

In the night I come to you and it seems a shame to waste my deepest shudders on a wall of a man.

One of her arms was around his waist as her eyes fluttered open. He found himself lost in limpid blue green. She wasn't his. Not legally. He could as yet lay no claim to her heart. He wanted the ceremony that would make her indisputably his. He wanted Sophie to be the mother of his children. He wanted Sophie. He wouldn't ever be whole without her. If he rushed her, he stood to lose everything.

Dread that she would meet some other man and see in him all the joy of life that he lacked. "I will see you home." The words came out all wrong, with gruff emphasis on the word will. One look at her, and he lost all chance at serenity. Because he had never in his life cared whether anyone liked him. He'd never thought about it. Until her.

Sometimes I feel like I've got my nose pressed up against the window of a bakery, only I'm the bread.

I WISH YOU would love me more so that I could love you less.

Maybe when people longed for a thing that bad the longing made them trust in anything that might give it to them.

I want - I want - I want - was all that she could think about - but just what this real want was she did not know.

There was plenty for the eye to feast on, but nothing for the soul. He had a hunger for something that no sky could satisfy. Somewhere on the planet there had to be a different kind of light.

When Will truly wants something," said Jem, quietly, "when he feels something — he can break your heart.

Stupid cupid keeps on calling me, but I see nothing in his eyes. I miss my babe

We all dream of things we cannot have.

I want her, he realized. I want Winterfell, yes, but I want her as well, child or woman or whatever she is. I want to comfort her. I want to hear her laugh. I want her to come to me willingly, bring me her joys and her sorrows and her lust.

They laughed at him, but they didn't know, they didn't know about all the nice things he had. No one knew. No one. Only someday he'd see somebody different, somebody to give his things to, somebody who would give him all their things. Yes. He'd like that. He'd know her when he saw her. He'd know just what to say.

I want her, he realized. I want Winterfell, yes, but I want her as well, child or woman or whatever she is. I want to comfort her. I want to hear her laugh. I want her to come to me willingly, to bring me her joys and her sorrows and her lust. His mouth twisted in a bitter smile. Yes, and I want to be tall as Jaime and as strong as Ser Gregor the Mountain too, for all the bloody good it does.

What I mean is, like you to have everything you want. Wished it was me, and not Jack, that's all.

We are under the spell always of what is distant from us. It is not in our nature to desire passionately what is near at hand.

Go, little letter, apace, apace, Fly; Fly to the light in the valley below - Tell my wish to her dewy blue eye.

Every time I look at you I get a fierce desire to be lonesome.

There is nothing good to be had in the country, or, if there be, they will not let you have it.

So when it came to a female of worth like Ehlena, he was always going to be on the far side of the glass, nose pressed up hard, palms spread with need, never getting close enough to tough. It was only fair to her.

He needed to call Eve. He looked across the field, across the silvered mists and gentle rise of aching green. Rather than pull out his pocket-link he continued to toy with the button. He didn't want to call her. He wanted to touch her. To hold her, just hold her and anchor himself again. Why did I come without you? he murmured, when I need you so bloody much?

being alone. He wanted a woman

Resulta extraño añorar lo jamás tenido, aquello de lo que nunca ha formado parte. Resulta extraño tener una sensación elíaca acerca de un pasado que en realidad nunca ha conocido