Quotes About Yearn

i want to stay. i pray to stay. i close my eyes and wish to stay

We have fallen through the surface of want and are deep.

We have fallen through the surface and are deep in the trenches of need

I would be a slave to achieve the maid whose sudden sight has thrilled my wounded eye.

If only you knew, Comedy Boy. If only I could tell you.

I wanted to like her and I wanted her to like me and that was more want than I had saddled myself up for in many a moon.

when I look out a window I wish for you on the other side even if you're not there I can see you in the clouds

Even though I was turned on and warm and with him…I thought to myself, I'm missing something.

It's a terrible thing to not feel missed.

I didn't want to see her. I was desperate to see her. I wanted to hold it together. I wanted to melt down right at her feet and scream, Look what you've done to me.

There is so much I need, but you can't get it for me.

In time, however, I came to understand that one can adore and desire that which is forever beyond reach. This might, in fact, be the hardest truth of human existence.

Man, I like you. I wish you could like me.

A voice so beautiful it was almost lonely, calling out as if to someone who could not hear, on ship far away.

And what will you do now? You'll collect loves Like stamps. You've got doubles and no one Will trade you and you have the damaged ones.

It hurts to look at what you can't have

He wanted to meet her for the first time, over and over...He told himself the story that this was the great tragedy of his heart. The great tragedy of his heart was that it always needed to be told a story.

It was hard to love a woman that always made you feel so wishful.

Maybe he ain't nothin', she cautioned herself, but he is something in my mouth. He's got tuh be else Ah ain't got nothin' tuh live for. Ah'll lie and say he is. If Ah don't, life won't be nothin' but uh store and uh house.

You got me in de go-long.

Why do you always want the things that you cannot have...

I want the moon, up there. But... he will always be unreachable.

He sat down again. He wanted her body, even though there were plenty of other bodies he could have. Which meant, I suppose, that he wanted her body to want his. It would have been beneath his intellectual dignity to admit that he also wanted her soul to like his own soul.

Proprio perché non assomigli a nessuna avrei voluto incontrarti sempre... In qualsiasi posto...