Quotes About Longing

Why do you think I noticed you so much? This is a dream come true for me, but then it isn't at all. I can't change you.

How was it possible to own such power? Khaster knew Tayven wanted him, so he couldn't refuse. Was this any better than what Bayard had done earlier? He couldn't tell. He just wanted to taste those lips.

My path is lonely and made all the more so by all that I feel for you in so many ways.

We had ben away too long, caught up in the wine of the world, drinking ourselves into heady euphoria.

Pharinet longed only for the comfort of the sea, the sigh and hiss of waves upon the sand, but there were so many things Everna wanted her to do.

The ache of longing was sweeter if its gratification was denied.

Sing a lust song," Bayard said. "Sing it for me.

Once you have been touched by them, it becomes an addiction.

Othman sensed that, had he wanted to, he could have had Owen now, but it was not the time. The kiss was enough: deep, pervading, the first offering of the greatest passion.

Come now, Tay, don't be coy," Bayard said. "I've always coveted you. You know that, don't you, hiding as you do behind Almorante's bed curtains. He's not here now. Give me a kiss.

As Ishtahar is kept from me, so are you, in a different kind of way.

The kiss was an enchantment; oddly chaste, yet steaming with repressed desire.

I could write to you, because everything I wanted to say was forbidden. You haunted my dreams, my every waking moment.

I felt Beth flinch against me, and longed to reach for his hand, but I wanted to betray no sign of weakness.

I want you," Khaster told the vision, who was becoming more like Pharinet with every moment. "I want Val. I want you back, both of you. Where are you?

He'd been gentle with the Winter twins, remaining only a spectator on their love-making, even though his body had ached to plunder and possess.

My lady was just a vague shadow further up the road, tireless. I was afraid of losing her, believing that if I paused to rest, she would simply vanish forever.

If I could not be with Beth, perhaps I could find some comfort in being close to her, however subjectively.

I wanted you, Pharinet. Is that so terrible? I love your brother. It often frightens me how much. I have to possess what he possesses.

A dull ache in her breast was the invading presence of her love for Valraven. She could not speak these words without thinking of him. He was the sea inside her.

He wanted to curl his arms around Shem's body, to hold him close, but something prevented him.

Are you reaching out through time, lost Tayven, to reach me?

All that compels me now is a mindless quest to see the face of the one I have pursued.

I think he's a fabulously handsome man, who I could fall in love with, yet at the same time he does not seem like a man at all. I'm quite sure he'd never love me back. I like going to his house on Thremius's errands, just to look at him, but he's never noticed me at all.