Quotes About Longing

I waved but couldn't answer, because I was finally letting myself grin as wide as I'd wanted all afternoon, all evening, every sec of every minute with you, Ed. Shit, I guess I already loved you then. Doomed like a wineglass knowing it'll get dropped someday, shoes that'll be scuffed in no time, the new shirt you'll soon enough muck up filthy.

I want to love you and take you pretty places. Yes, I have things wrong, but also I can walk through walls if you'll let me show you.

She had the look in her eye when you kick and kick at the door and it doesn't open, when you write a boy letters and letters and he never loves you, not 'til the day he dies. Not even then.

I opened my mouth and kissed you then, the first time all night, attacked you and surrendered completely, and let's get out of here. I'm ready, I'm finished, let's not break up, no, no. Take me home, my boyfriend, my love.

I waited just to see you at that kind of peace, I wanted to be beside you, I wanted you to wake up slowly or startle, or just half awaken and turn over or murmur my name. I wanted to watch you forever, or sleep beside you forever, or sleep forever while you woke and watched me, something forever anyway. I wanted to kiss you, rumple your hair, rest three fingertips on your hip bone warm and smooth, wake you that way or hush you back to sleep.

But there was more, as there always is when the love goes. She was haunted, naturally. Otherwise what is the point, why leave your rickety house, and why this yo-yo world giving us things and yanking them back?

But just suddenly I really, really needed to see you again right that minute, that night.

You were all I wanted, the best gift. I hadn't even been looking, not for you, and now you were my heart's desire.

I'd ruin any day, all my days, for those long nights with you. And I did. But that right there was why it was doomed.

This is love if it's not with you, a terrible fiery something that makes people look away, and it feels like a punch in the throat.

We need things, and the opposite of them, and we are so rarely completely comfortable.

I want what can't possibly happen, and that is why we broke up.

And when love is over when the diner of love seems closed from the outside you want all those hours back along with anything you left at the lover's house and maybe a couple of things which aren't technically yours on the grounds that you wasted a portion of your life and those hours have all gone southside.

She gave me a hug and for a second I was embraced by a body that makes me want to go home and never eat again.

Help me,' Allison says, but she is soft-spoken, and everyone she loves is so far away.

Take them back, Ed. Here they are. Take back the smile and the night, take it all back, I wish I could.

Call me later, you'd said, so I could call you later, at night, and it is those nights I miss you, Ed, the most, on the phone, you beautiful bastard.

I never told you that, even after telling you I love you, all those times all that day, I never told you how beautiful it was then, like everyone was telling us not to be.

Finders keepers is what they say, and I wanted to be kept.

Phil Needle supposed what he meant was that he wanted to be God, just long enough to find his daughter. It was not a prayer but a promotion. This was why nobody liked God: they wanted his job.

Lo que sucede con los deseos del corazón es que tu corazón ni siquiera sabe lo que desea hasta que lo tiene delante.

Ni siquiera lo había estado buscando, no a ti, y ahora eras lo que mi corazón deseaba.

I'd ruin any day, all my days, for those long nights with you, and I did.

It's why we broke up, Ed, a small thing that's disappeared or maybe was never really in my hands in the first place.