Yearning Quotes
Yearning Quote of the day
What I want is to live of that initial and primordial something that was what made some things reach the point of aspiring to be human.
part memory part distance remainingmine in the ways that I learn to miss you
I miss you like the mismatching sock I can't find. You're out there somewhere.
I want to be the kind of boy you are, thought Bean. But I don’t want to go through what you’ve been through to get there.
When you love someone, you end up caring about each and every person they love. When you hate someone, you end up caring about every single person who hates them.
Where you used to be, there is a hole in the world, which I find myself constantly walking around in the daytime, and falling in at night. I miss you like hell.
i am infinitely yearningbrimmingand overflowingin wordsi discoverit’s another wayfor meto be in tears.
There are few qualities more vital than a strong yearning. That desire to reach a little farther, to be a little more, yearning...for a piece of something greater, can often make all the difference.
It hurts to breathe. It hurts to live. I hate her, yet I do not think I can exist without her.
The swallow that hibernates underwater is a creature called yearning.
Not everyone can wait: neither the sated nor the satisfied nor those without respect can wait. The only ones who can wait are people who carry restlessness around with them.
If your art is calling to you, its doing so for a reason. You are feeling a pull toward something for which your soul is yearning.
Because what’s worse than knowing you want something, besides knowing you can never have it?
I’m wearying to escape into that glorious world, and to be always there: not seeing it dimly through tears, and yearning for it through the walls of an aching heart: but really with it, and in it.
There had to be one universe — just this one — where we don’t end up together. Here and now just happens to be it.
You'll become that devil overnight, if you want to become that celebrity overnight.
The great systems that inform the world about the truth and life invariably claim to be absolutely truthful and well-balanced. In reality they are quaking bridges built out of yearning.
I knew what it was to yearn for a life so distant it seemed that it had never been anything more than a dream.
She made him yearn for a future his kind could never have, and a connection he sure as hell didn’t deserve.
Because we know he was simply a man, with weakness and frailties. Who yearned for the same things all of us do--to love and be loved
. . .in your light, had I learned to love, here in your beauty, could I speakknowing of this space close withinas the breath held inside a garden rose, there— there is no time.
The most beautiful moments always seemed to accelerate and slip beyond one’s grasp just when you want to hold onto them for as long as possible.
He: I have this crazy yearning in my heart, to make you mine.She: Sure, go ahead and make me your bad habit!
Her vision of the world under the water represented a beautiful stillness, a version of heaven. It was the lost city of Lena, her alternate universe, the life she yearned for but didn't get to have.
She didn’t care if the world thought she was pretty. All she wanted was that special someone to reach beyond the surface and discover her heart.
Maybe she had it wrong all this time and her empty heart could never be filled by his ingenious broken spirit. Maybe this yearning had nothing to do with him, and everything to do with her.
Love is circumstantial we can love anyone if need be and losing the one we love is the singular catastrophe. Time does not heal it. Every present moment yearns for even the roughest past.
She had left me thirsty and all my life would be thirst and longing for what I had lost before I found it.
Alone, alone. I am alone – I ache … Yet for the first time, despite all the anguish and the reality problems, I’m here. I feel tranquil, whole, ADULT.
No misery compares to staring at a clear night's sky with arms stretched toward a coveted star, wishing on what is forever out of reach.
If I ever meet you againI’ll just look at your eyesI will try to smile…Smile and savor the momentBut we ‘ll live in our own worldA world devoid of anxiety and acrimony.
this heart yearns...for the salt of unsmelt airunswept thunderstorms...unknown adventures.
As we enter the path of transformation, the most valuable thing we have working in our favor is our yearning.
We are disposable tonight. We are regrettable tonight. We can’t touch one another without the world imploding, tonight.
Be not wishing and pining but thankfully content. For it is a short bridge between wanting and regret."- from "Dimpellumpzki
Dying for love might be pitiable, but it wasn't much different, finally, from any other kind of dying.
If there is passion, let me feel its heat.I want my heart to beat fast, my breath raspy, my skin to burn.
I am inhabited by a cry. Nightly it flaps outLooking, with its hooks, for something to love.
A constitution, as important as it is, will mean nothing unless the people are yearning for liberty and freedom.
A lot of people get so hung up on what they can't have that they don't think for a second about whether they really want it.
The fairest things have fleetest end, Their scent survives their close:But the rose's scent is bitternessTo her who loved the rose.
I don’t miss anyone. If I did I would do something about it. Besides, some people come back...in dreams. That’s when they’re honest.
