Quotes About Longing

Childhood doesn't exist for children; however, for adults childhood is that former country we lost one day and which we futilely seek to recover by inhabiting it with diffuse or nonexistent memories, which in general are nothing but shadows of other dreams.

Me haré a la idea de que te soñé –dijo-. Porque la verdad es que te conozco de vista desde hace mucho tiempo, pero me gustas más cuando te sueño. Entonces hago de ti lo que quiero. No como ahora que, como tú ves, no hemos podido hacer nada.

Miraba caer las gotas iluminadas por los relámpagos, ya cada que respiraba suspiraba, y cada vez que pensaba, pensaba en ti

Me gustas más cuando te sueño... entonces hago de ti lo que quiero.

Miraba caer las gotas iluminadas por los relámpagos, y cada que respiraba suspiraba, y cada vez que pensaba, pensaba en ti, Susana.

Her iç çekiÅŸ insan?n yitirdiÄŸi bir yudum yaÅŸamd?r.

No sé lo que está pasando dentro de mí; pero a cada momento siento que hay algo grande y noble por lo que se puede luchar y vivir. Ese algo grande, para mí, lo eres tú. Esto lo he sabido desde hace mucho, mas ahora que estoy lejos lo he ratificado y comprendido.

No tenía ganas de nada. Sólo de vivir.

En lo más íntimo, Pedro Páramo nació de una imagen y fue la búsqueda de un ideal que llamé Susana San Juan. Susana San Juan no existió nunca: fue pensada a partir de una muchachita a la que conocí brevemente cuando yo tenía tres años. Ella nunca lo supo y no hemos vuelto a encontramos en lo que llevo de vida.

I waited thirty years for you to return, Susana. I wanted to have it all. Not just part of it, but everything there was to have, to the point that there would be nothing left for us to want, no desire but your wishes.

I watched the trickles glinting in the lightning flashes, and every breath I breathed, I sighed. And every thought I thought was of you, Susana.

Siempre vivió ella suspirando por Comala, por el retorno; pero jamás volvió. Ahora yo vengo en su lugar.

Se conoce que lo arrastraba el ansia. Y el ansia siempre deja huella

The day you went away I knew I would never see you again. You were stained red by the late afternoon sun, by the dusk filling the sky with blood. You were smiling. You had often said of the town you were leaving behind, "I like it because of you; but I hate everything else about it - even having been born here." I thought, she will never come back; I will never see her again.

ich verspüre eine Eifersucht auf alle Winter, die du haben wirst, ohne mich.

Childhood romances always seem so real, so enduring, when we are separated from the object of our affection. But usually, when we return, we find that our dreams and memories quiet surpassed reality. -Lady Anne, Whitney's aunt

Let me go." "I can't", he said hoarsely, (…)" I've tried a hundred times to let you go, Victoria, but I can't.

You can't condemn me for wanting you, unless you condemn every other man who has. -Clayton Westmoreland

she kissed him with all the aching longing that being this close to him evoked; she kissed him in all the ways he had ever kissed her, feeling faint with joy when he began to kiss her back, his mouth moving with fierce tenderness, then opening with fiery demand over hers, until their breaths were mingled gasps, and they were straining to one another.

Elizabeth, if you want to be kissed, all you have to do is put your lips on mine.

I'd like to shower and change clothes, she said. Would you mind waiting for me a half hour? The question seemed to amuse him. Not at all, he said with exaggerated formality. Please take all the time you need. Michael watched her walk away. Did he mind waiting a half hour for her? Not at all. He'd been waiting years for her.

If you will kiss me

obviously coveted.

I wanted to tell him that I will never be sorry for loving him. That in a way I still do - that maybe I always will. I'll never regret one single thing we did together because what we had was very special. Maybe if we were ten years older it would have worked out differently. Maybe. I think it's just that I'm not ready for forever.