Quotes About Yearn

All my life, my heart has sought a thing I cannot name. Remembered line from a long- forgotten poem

come back, come back to me

My?li g?upie. My?li t?skne.

Sometimes he tries to catch her, wading frantically through earth that has turned to water, or sometimes through air. Sometimes she tries to catch him. They never catch each other, no matter what.

How the world so dearly loves a cage.

A girl can still admire, can't she? Even those who can't afford to go in the store can still window-shop. Right? Knowing he wasn't for me didn't mean I couldn't covet the merchandise.

To be close to your greatest desire could be an exquisite pain

Come back, true love! Sweet youth, return!--but time goes on, and will, unheeding, though hands will reach, and eyes will yearn, and the wild days set true hearts bleeding.

If only my heart were stone.

And what is love anyway but the unattainable, the reaching out toward an illusion?

Maybe I'm sad about wanting you. I'm not too comfortable with wanting someone.

You know, sometimes you look at me with longing... ... even though I'm here with you.

Me miró supe que me hacía falta. Tanto tiempo me hacía falta.

What is it that you want from me?" Everything. But they'd get to that... soon enough.

The kiss was soft and brief, and she yearned for so much more. But she was used to not having what she wanted.

Yeah, but 'beyond reach' means you want to reach something. It's more than far away; there's an absence. Missing something you can't have.

Heath," she whispered, "you're all I want. No one else ... no one . . .

He tried to say her name, but it came out as "Merry." A word of joy, shaped in longing.

When you grow up without something, the lack of it is always with you. Even when you finally have it." Helen

If something is easily given, they're indifferent to it. If something is withheld, they want it desperately.

Marcus closed his eyes and gave a faint, desperate groan. He wanted her. Not merely to bed her—though at the moment that was certainly his uppermost thought—but in other ways as well. He could no longer deny that for the rest of his life, he would measure every other woman against her, and find them all lacking.

He had collected as many stolen glances as possible, knowing it was all he would ever have of her.

Sometimes the only thing which truly tempts us is the thing which we cannot have.

Our happiness is made up of the things we miss.