Quotes About Yearn

Loving her made me ache inside, because there was nothing I could do. No matter how much I loved her, it didn't help. I couldn't make her skin fit.

To have you here, you mean-in reach and yet out of reach? To meet you in this way, on the sly? It's the very reverse of what I want.

The longing was with him day and night, an incessant undefinable craving, like the sudden whim of a sick man for food and drink once tasted and long since forgotten. He could not see beyond the craving, or picture what it might lead to, for he was not conscious of any wish to speak to Madame Olenska or to hear her voice. He simply felt that if he could carry the vision of the spot of earth she walked on, and the way the sky and sea enclosed it, the rest of the world might seem less empty.

Isn't it natural that I should try to belittle all the things I can't offer you?

Because I - because I want to fell you holding me, he stammered, and dragged her to her feet.

Why do you do this to me? she cried. Why do you make the things I have chosen seem hateful to me, if you have nothing to give me instead? No, I have nothing to give you instead, he said, sitting up and turning so that he faced her. If I had, it should be yours, you know.

La añoranza lo acompañaba día y noche como un incesante e indefinible deseo, como el súbito antojo de un enfermo por comer o beber algo que alguna vez probó y había olvidado por mucho tiempo

Death in Venice made me hope that there might be others like me, somewhere out there, possibly in the ritzy nearby community of Charlevoix. He'd be older, rich, devoted to me and my magical youth.

Qué dices? Y dijo: —Que querría tener otra vida para vivirla contigo. Otra vida para vivirla conmigo. Eso querría. Eso dijo.

Unlike the riotous appetites of adolescence, his present cravings had a tragic tinge, they were cravings for the appetites, metacravings, wanting to want.

He had to have her, he definitely had to have her. She was not merely the latest object on which his greedy desire to be saved had fixed itself; no, she was the woman who was going to save him. The woman whose fine intelligence and deep sympathy and divine body, yes, whose divine body would successfully deflect his attention from the gloomy well shaft of his feelings and the contemplation of his past.

Why was the centre of his desire always in a place he had just deserted?

We turn toward God only to obtain the impossible.

Como eu gostaria de poder tirar fora, como o desdentado que tira a dentadura para depositá-la num copo d'água junto ao leito, tirar meu cérebro para fora de sua caixa, tirar meu coração que bate demais, esse pobre infeliz que cumpre bem demais seu dever, tirar fora meu cérebro e meu coração para mergulhá-los, esses dois pobres milionários, em soluções refrescantes, enquanto eu dormisse como um menininho que nunca mais voltarei a ser.

Y nadie o casi nadie es amado de la manera en que yo lo deseo —exceptuando algunos perros

Todo mi ser aspira a una sola cosa: encontrar a quien yo sé, no en el sueño sino en el lugar de los cuerpos tangibles.

De noche me pregunto qué me puede importar a mí la literatura si lo que yo quiero es que X. esté a mi lado.

I speak of something not in this world. I speak of someone whose purpose is elsewhere.

merece un amor menos salvaje y temible e inútil que el tuyo.

No es posible renunciar a lo que no se tiene.

Tampoco creo en la moral: la moral es la gramática del deseo.

on the other edge of the night love is possible take me there

È uno strano dolore. Piano. - Morire di nostalgia per qualcosa che non vivrai mai.

To die of yearning for something you will never experience