Quotes About Longing

Maybe one day you'll understand I don't want nothing more than to sweetly hold your hand.

Guys do ridiculous things for love." Adrian reached into his pocket and held up a pack of cigarettes. "Do you know how badly I want one of these right now? Yet I suffer, Rose. All for you.

Sydney: Ever had that happen? Once you can't have something, you want it that much more." Adrian: "Yes. It happens all the time.

When you really want something, you will give up a million times, but your heart keeps taking you back to the starting line.

I don't want to know that you don't want me. I don't want to know what you do without me. I don't want to know what I'll be without you. I dont wanna know. I don't wanna know.

I want out of this place.With no reminders."It stings -sulphur tearsin cinnamon rain.

Stop crying to the ocean, stop crying over me. Stop worrying over nothing, stop worrying over me. So it's been so long since you said, well I know what I want and what I want's right here with you.

Maybe the ultimate wound is the one that makes you miss the war you got it in.

Admittedly or not, conscious or unconscious, the poetic state, a transcendent experience of life, is what the public is fundamentally seeking through love, crime, drugs, war, or insurrection.

He supposed that was the way of human beings, wanting what they couldn't have,

Light mayonnaise is like masturbation—it approximates the real thing but leaves you unfulfilled, ultimately leading to fantasies about diving face-first into a big-ass jar of the real stuff.

I love you, Daisy. I love you so much I hurt.

He grinned, and right then it occurred to him that he hadn't enjoyed himself so much with a woman in a very long time. If Annabelle Granger were a few inches taller, a hell of a lot more sophisticated, better organized, less bossy, and more inclined to worship at his feet, she'd have made a perfect wife.

But I don't love you, Daisy, and you can't begin to know how sorry I am about that because if I could chose anyone in this world to love, it'd be you.

Was there some basic flaw in her makeup that made her keep falling in love with this man who couldn't love her back?

His pacing stopped. The mattress sighed as he sat on the edge. seconds ticked by before he spoke so softly she could barely hear. "Sometimes I want to leave this town so bad I can taste it.

Annabelle gazed wistfully toward the doorway. "If I could put my brain in her body, the world would be mine for the taking.

A couple of nights ago I had an erotic dream about Edward Norton.

I can't resist you," he said quietly. "You know that, don't you? And I'm tired of pretending I can." His expression grew more troubled. "But I don't love you, Daisy, and you can't begin to know how sorry I am about that because if I could choose anyone in this world to love it'd be you.

Pero no te amo, Daisy, y no puedes hacerte una idea de cuánto lo siento, porque si tuviera que amar a alguien, sería a ti.

Tell me what it would be like? If you loved me?

I love being inside you, and touching your face, and opening my eyes so I know it's really you. And after we're finished, I go into a fever thinking about a day when I can leave myself inside you. When I'll steal the soap and turn off the water so I stay there... inside you... part of you.

Las mujeres anhelan lo que no pueden tener, incluso aunque no sea bueno para ellas. —¿Es

I want you to want me, not just to make me want you.