Quotes About Longing

Ea era goalape pe dinauntru, golul parand o entitate maltioasa, tachinand-o cu toate lucrurile pe care nu avea sa le cunoasca niciodata.

Beklemi?sin," dedi Akiva. "Ben... bekleyece?imi söylemi?tim." "Bekleyebilece?in kadar bekleyece?ini söylemi?tin." Söz vermedi?i için k?zm?? m?yd?? Karou ona, o s?rada, ?imdi fark?nda oldu?u ?eyi bilmdi?ini söylemek istiyordu -"bekleyebilece?i kadar beklemenin" yeterince uzun bir süre oldu?unu, sanki hayat? boyunca onu beklemi? gibi hissetti?ini...

Arata ca o papusa care , ani de-a randul , zacuse neiubita int-o lada cu jucarii.

Forbid a man something and he craves it like his soul's salvation, all the more so when that something is the source of incomparable riches.

Ibland är frånvaron nästan fysiskt närvarande [...]. Frånvaro likt nedtrampat, vissnat gräs där något har funnits men inte finns kvar. Frånvaro där en tråd blivit bortsliten ur en bonad och lämnat efter sig ett hål som aldrig kan lagas (s. 475).

?ki y?l sonra yüz yüze olman?n verdi?i hayranl?kla birbirlerine bakt?lar. Sanki dileklerin sonucu bir araya gelen hayaller gibiydiler. O an? sadece dokunmak gerçek k?labilirdi.

A?k için yan?p tutu?mak, kendini bileklerinin etraf?nda dolan?p sürekli miyavlayan bir kedi gibi hissetmesine neden oluyordu: Tüylerimi ok?a, benimle ilgilen, bana bak, beni sev.

So near, and yet so very far away.

She only ever saw him at a great distance, and doesn't even know what his true face looked like. She wishes she did. And

Su mirada era como una mecha encendida que consumía el aire que había entre ellos.

Incluso en la cálida primavera de Marruecos, sentía frío, como si lo único que pudiera devolverle su calor fuera él.

Someday. It was a mantra: someday.

No one could do that like Akiva could, burn a path across space, make you feel seen, set apart.

Her eyes filled with tears. She smiled across space to him, and it was a look of such unmistakable love that no one watching could continue to doubt her guilt.

Lazlo looked to the Cusp, subtle in the starlight. The mysteries of Weep had been music to his blood for as long as he could remember. This time tomorrow, they would be mysteries no longer.

Anhelar el amor la hacía sentir como un gato que siempre se enrosca en los tobillos maullando. Acaríciame, acaríciame, mírame, quiéreme. Preferiría ser el gato que observa todo con descaro.

Sarai [...] You have ruined my tongue for all other tastes!

He was reeling. Here was the impossible, and it was beautiful, and it was terrible, and it flayed open his chest to show that his heart, numb for so long, was still vital and beating… just so it could be ripped out again, after all these years? Was there any fate more bitter than to get what you long for most, when it's too late?

Just to find you and be in the world that you're in…

Si alguien se enamoraba alguna vez de él, pensó con amargura, tal vez fuera agradable poder tocarla sin derramar sangre

There was magic in wanting to see a thing that has been marvelously described.

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Seorang lelaki harus dibikin jatuh cinta selamanya pada seorang perempuan agar ia tak pergi

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