Quotes About Longing

I look for the John Proctor who took me from my sleep and put knowledge in my heart!

The primitive sign of wanting is trying to get.

Kui tahes surnud vana armastus ka ei oleks, uusi armsamaid haavab see ikka.

Pero me aguanto las ganas y no se lo digo, ni se lo diré por años que viva. Me lo guardo y me limito a pensarlo. Decírselo sería un regalo excesivo, aunque él no se enterara: estuvo alejado de mí durante demasiado tiempo, se atrevió a declararse muerto, dejó su cuerpo en una costa distante.

Querer es una costumbre

a dónde viajan los besos que nos dimos?

Can I really remember, over and over again, that, contrary to all indications, fulfilling my desires will not be as satisfying as lessening them? Simple, but not easy.

It bothered me that whatever was waiting wasn't waiting for me

What is this mania to love someone all one's life ? Why should we?

ANTIGONE: Tell me the truth! I beg you to tell me the truth! When you think about me, when it strikes you suddenly that I am going to belong to you?do you have the feeling that?that a great empty space is being hollowed out inside you, that there is something inside you that is just?dying? HAEMON: Yes, I do, I do.

Pas envie de vivre... Qui se levait la première, le matin, rien que pour sentir l'air froid sur sa peau nue? Qui se couchait la dernière seulement quand elle n'en pouvait plus de fatigue, pour vivre encore un peu de la nuit? Qui pleurait déjà toute petite, en pensant qu'il y avait tant de petites bêtes, tant de brins d'herbe dans le pré et qu'on ne pouvait pas tous les prendre?

And so one can imagine that in amorous seduction the other is the locus of your secret the other unknowingly holds that which you will never have the chance to know.

Boone already felt in his bones that if he ever got his hands on Maddie, once would never be enough.

I could not take lightly the idea that people made love without me.

Si on pouvait seulement aller jusqu'au saule !

She listened; she heard the dull thumping of her blood which seemed to be tramping on her with a heavy heel.    She passed her left hand across the night to feel the man's firm wrist, which was against her right hand. It was all knotted like a gnarled branch. It filled her left hand with warm flesh which was supple and finely nerved.    "I can't explain....They all have their women. Such a passion has seized the earth...such a passion!" 

Or we of the tribe who delude ourselves into thinking the Orioles will one day win the World Series!

Each … breeze," he says, watching the ripple of the bright, unfurling leaves, "will be me, missing. You." Smiling

It's a physical urge, stronger than thirst or sex. Halfway back on the left side of my head there is a spot that longs for the jolt of a bullet, that yearns for that fire, that final empty rip. I want to be let out of this cavern, to open myself up to the ease of not-living. I am tired of sorrow and struggle and worry. I am tired of my sad sister. I want to turn out the last light.

The absolute yearning of one human body for another particular body and its indifference to substitutes is one of life's major mysteries.

The root of all desires is the one desire: to come home, to be at peace.

Ayla, I looked for you all my life and didn't know I was looking. You are everything I ever wanted, everything I ever dreamed of in a woman, and more. You are a fascinating enigma, a paradox. You are totally honest, open; you hide nothing: yet you are the most mysterious woman I've ever met.

Present, I flee you: absent, I find you again.

Dans le fond des forêts votre image me suit. La lumière du jour, les ombres de la nuit, Tout retrace à mes yeux les charmes que j'évite. Tout vous livre à l'envi le rebelle Hippolyte.