Quotes About Yearned

One day I wandered away from her and hid. I liked the way it felt to have someone look for me, to hear my name again and again. Oskar! Oskar! Maybe I didn't even like it, but I needed it right then.

Hiçbir ÅŸeyi özlediÄŸin bir ÅŸeyden daha fazla sevemezsin.

inside me like a hole that can never be filled and there was Mira Roche

Love meant something to her, she dreamt of it, thought of it, wrote of it. It was the one thing in life that had eluded her completely.

No pudo evitarlo. Su primer instinto fue desear que fuera ella, llamarla. Ansiar que, aunque pareciera increíble, ella estuviera ahí, esperándolo, a unos pocos metros de distancia.

Because what's worse than knowing you want something, besides knowing you can never have it?

I just need her man. I just fucking need her to be with me,

And what did you want? To call myself beloved, to feel myself beloved on the earth.

She...wanted no one—apart from men in nineteenth-century novels, which put a whole new spin on the idea of 'unattainable.

Take me home, he said silently to Graff. In my dream you said you loved me. Take me home

Death in Venice made me hope that there might be others like me, somewhere out there, possibly in the ritzy nearby community of Charlevoix. He'd be older, rich, devoted to me and my magical youth.

Caught-heart, always present, never here, the outlandish and unsatisfying, while always promising satisfaction never-failed-or-fulfilled-quest.

When your mama was the geek, my dreamlets," Papa would say, "she made the nipping off of noggins such a crystal mystery that the hens themselves yearned toward her, waltzing around her, hypnotized with longing.

I could not take lightly the idea that people made love without me.

I wanted him to love me, but then that wasn't enough.

he who only came to me dreaming

Know what we did, Lucy? You and me? We spent our whole lives yearning. Isn't that the God damndest thing?

Possessing what we still were unpossessed by, Possessed by what we now no more possessed.

She could see the name Fukamachi on a shiny name-plate by the door of the house, but it was a name that meant nothing to Kazuko. And at that moment, in her heart, she began to dream of meeting someone. Someone special who would one day walk into her life. Someone she would instantly feel she had known for years. Someone who would feel the same about her.

It was not like everyone had said. Not like being needed, or needing; not desperate; it did not whisper that I'd come to harm. I didn't lose my head. No, I was not going to leap from a great height and flap my wings. It was in fact the opposite of flying: it contained the wish to be toppled, to be on the floor, the ground, anywhere I might lie down. . . . On my back, and you on me.

I looked in windows, for the wealth I could not hope to own.

I thought, my love is so good, why isn't it calling the same thing back.

but I'd hate to want 'em and not have 'em." "Oh what is it? What is it?" Laura asked, jumping up

BaÅŸka bir sidhenin dokunuÅŸunu ne kadar özlediÄŸimi biliyordum ama o ana kadar fark etmemiÅŸtim. EÄŸer diÄŸer odada Griffin olsayd?, ona giderdim. Sabah kalbine bir b?çak saplayabilirdim ama bu gece, ona giderdim. sy.98