Quotes About Longing

Y entonces supe que lo más punzante no era la ausencia de Lolita a mi lado, sino la ausencia de su voz en ese concierto

Humbert was perfectly capable of intercourse with Eve, but it was Lilith he longed for

But that mimosa grove--the haze of stars, the tingle, the flame, the honey-dew, and the ache remained with me, and that little girl with her seaside limbs and ardent tongue haunted me ever since--until at last, twenty-four years later, I broke her spell by incarnating her in another.

She was soon ready, and they kissed tenderly in their hallway, between lift and stairs, before separating for a few minutes. 'Tower,' she murmured in reply to his questioning glance, just as she used to do on those honeyed mornings in the past, when checking up on happiness: 'And you?' 'A regular ziggurat.

I heard my sweetheart running up the stairs. My heart expanded with such force that it almost blotted me out. I hitched up the pants of my pajamas, flung the door open: and simultaneously Lolita arrived, in her Sunday frock, stamping, panting, and then she was in my arms, her innocent mouth melting under the ferocious pressure of dark male jaws, my palpitating darling!

Enchia-me o peito uma tempestade de soluços.

Did I ever mention that her bare arm bore the 8 of vaccination? That I loved her hopelessly? That she was only fourteen?

I was passionately parched; but she began to whimper in an unusually dreary way when I attempted to fondle her

I'll die if you touch me, I said. You are sure you are not coming with me? Is there no hope of your coming? Tell me only this. No, she said. No, honey, no. She had never called me honey before.

Well, you haven't kissed me yet, have you

Even then I would go mad with tenderness at the mere sight of your dear wan face, at the mere sound of your raucous young voice

we were bristling at each other as if she were still mine.

Glancing sideways, he said that he loved her. Then, turning rapidly, he walked away and entered a tobacco shop.

She was only the dead-leaf echo of the nymphet from long ago

I could not kill her, of course, as some have thought. You see, I loved her. It was love at first sight, at last sight, at ever and ever sight.

Eis a pessoa que eu quero. Olá, pessoa! Não me ouve.

Mi coprii la faccia con la mano e piansi le lacrime più cocenti che avessi mai versato. Le sentii serpeggiare tra le dita e giù per il mento, e scottarmi, e mi si chiuse il naso, e non riuscivo a smettere, e poi lei mi toccò il polso. «Se mi tocchi muoio» dissi. «Sei sicura che non verrai con me? Non c'è speranza che tu venga? Dimmi soltanto questo». «No» rispose. «No, caro, no». Non mi aveva mai chiamato caro.

Lolita, light of my life, fire of my loins, my sin, my soul, Lo-lee-ta: the tip of the tongue taking a trip of three steps down the palate to tap, at three, on the teeth.

Mi corazón debe seguir andando. Excepto si tú ya fueras mi destino…

It may well be that the very attraction immaturity has for me lies not so much in the limpidity of pure young forbidden fairy child beauty as in the security of a situation where infinite perfections fill the gap between the little given and the great promised—the great rosegray never-to-be-had.

What he really wanted was to tear a hole in his world and escape.

Love, Oh, love is Such a strange disease. Love, Oh, love is Such a strange disease. When it hurts yo' heart you Sho can't find no ease.

I have to go to her, Lucan. For my own sanity, if nothing else. If I stay here, I'm not sure what good I'd be, to tell you the truth. She's the only thing that's held me together in a very long time. I'm a wreck for this woman, my friend. She owns me now.

I never knew what it was to crave a woman's touch. Or to hunger for a woman's kiss." "And now you do?" she asked hesitantly. "Since I met you, Corinne Bishop, I've been thinking of little else.