Quotes About Longing

It's okay to want something that's going to hurt, I remind myself.

Quiero que mi nombre desaparezca de sus labios.

Quiero que mi nombre desaparezca de tus labios.

kiss me until i'm sick of it

And you think it was sunrise I was waiting for and not my queen.

Only in my dreams has Cardan ever been like this. Begging. Miserable. Powerless.

My greatest weakness has always been my desire for love. It is a yawning chasm within me, and the more that I reach for it, the more easily I am tricked. I am a walking bruise, an open sore.

Let me be feared and never again afraid. Let me have everything I ever wanted, everything I ever dreamed, and eternal misery along with it. Let me live on with an ice shard through my heart. -Jude

He's so beautiful, so perfectly, horribly, inhumanely beautiful that I can barely breathe.

I would settle for even his worst self, his cruelest trickster self, if only he could be here.

The song he sings is of lost places and homes so far away that they are no longer home. He sings of love so intense it is indistinguishable from hate, and chains that are like riddles of old, no longer holding him, yet unbroken.

Oak liking me is as silly as the sun liking a storm, but that doesn't stop my desire for it. Me, with my sharp teeth and chilly skin. It's absurd. It's grotesque.

He looked away, his gaze going toward the dais, and Kaye realised he was looking at the girl. The mortal girl. "What I want," he said, "is for Dain never to get the throne. Failing that, I'd love to see the whole Court of Termites walk out of here without your king's pledging anything. But then it is my nature to only want things I cannot have.

It's too easy. I'm hungry for kindness. Hungry for attention. I want and want and want.

Hey, Hazel?" he called softly in the upstairs hall, and she turned. "What did he kiss like?" There was a confusion of emotions on his face—longing and maybe a little jealousy and a whole lot of curiosity. She snorted a surprised laugh, her bad mood dissolving. "Like he was a shark and I was blood in the water." "That good?" he asked, grinning.

I want to feel more, but every time I look at it, I feel less.

Desire is an odd thing. As soon as it's sated, it transmutes.

Most of all, I hate you because I think of you. Often. It's disgusting, and I can't stop." I am shocked into silence. "Maybe you should shoot me after all," he says, covering his face with one long-fingered hand.

I love you, Liliver. I've loved you from the first hour of our meeting. I love you and despaired. Before I die, I want you to know that

My greatest weakness has always been my desire for love. It is a yawning chasm within me, and the more than I reach for it, the more easily I am tricked. I am a walking bruise, an open sore. If Oak is masked, I am a face with all the skin ripped off. Over and over, I have told myself that I need to guard against my own yearnings, but that hasn't worked. I must try something new.

Búrlate de mí cuanto quieras. Da igual con qué fantaseara en aquel entonces, ahora soy yo el que suplicaría de rodillas para recibir una palabra bonita de tus labios. —Sus ojos negros están cargados de deseo—. Eres mi condena eterna." Cardan a Jude

But we all want stupid things. That doesn't mean we should have them.

Something is really wrong with me, to want what I hate, to want someone who despises me, even if he wants me, too. My only comfort is that he doesn't know what I feel.

Desire hits me like a kick to the stomach. It's like fighting, except what we're fighting for is to crawl inside each other's skin.