Quotes About Longing

I'm not going to apologize for kissing you. I've wanted to since the first time I laid eyes on you. Only back then, I was just a boy.

Her gaze locked with his and she felt her heart quicken. Slowly, he bent his head until his lips were only a breath away from her own. She couldn't breathe. Didn't dare. She thought she would die if he didn't kiss her.

Without another word, he reached for her, drawing her across the bench seat of the pickup. She felt a burst of pleasure expand inside her as he wrapped her in his strong arms and kissed her. His mouth was warm and sweet on hers. "I've been wanting to do that since the first time I saw you," he said.

I was in love with a ghost.

He'd been trying to save this woman in his dreams for years. Now here she was, all grown up, and he still felt helpless.

A half mile down the hillside, he could see Warren's pickup stop in a cloud of dust. Hud watched Dana get out. She was still beautiful. Still prickly as a porcupine. Still strong and determined. Still wishing him dead.

Brody McTavish. Harper grimaced in embarrassment. She'd been half in love with him as far back as she could remember. Not that he had looked twice at her. He'd been the handsome rowdy teen she used to spy on from a distance.

He'd never been able to say no to her – even when he should have known that a girl like her wanted something better than a cowboy like him.

He'd never doubted he would return – he just hadn't expected it to take nineteen years.

The longing in him was a force of its own.

Jackson couldn't bear to see Allie like this. He pulled her to him and, dropping his mouth to hers, kissed her. She leaned into him, letting him draw her even closer as the kiss deepened. Fireworks lit the night, booming in a blaze of glittering light before going dark again. Desire ignited his blood. He wanted Allie like he'd never wanted anyone or anything before.

She touched the hair curling at the nape of his neck, wanting the kiss to never stop.

He knew that this was where he belonged at this moment in time. Fate had brought him here. Brought him to this woman whom he'd never forgotten.

You are missing in my heart...!

It is a miserable state of mind to have few things to desire and many things to fear.

He grew first to wish to become mad, next to believe that he should become so, and only to be afraid that the expected delirium might not come on soon enough to prevent his appearance for examination before the Lords--a fear, the bare existence of which shows how slight a barrier remained between him and the insanity which he fancied that he longed for.

I don't want to rap forever. But I want to be rich forever.

When you get older, you try to get what you wanted as a kid. Maybe you wanted an arcade in your house or Q-Tip rapping on your beats.

It's pretty rare that I see a film that I did a long, long time ago.

The man's desire is for the woman; but the woman's desire is rarely other than for the desire of the man.

It doesn't matter how much money you've got, or how many connections, there's always something you want that's out of reach.

Considerations of plot do a great deal of heavy lifting when it comes to long-form narrative - readers will overlook the most ham-fisted prose if only a writer can make them long to know what happens next.

I want real love.

I thought my father had forgotten about me. But I realised that he missed me as much as I missed him.