#yearn

China is a country, still, of great contrast. While hundreds of millions of people are part of the middle class and yearn for things made in America - American brands, movies, music - there are other hundreds of millions of people throughout China who are living on the equivalent of one U.S. dollar a day. ↗

— Gary Locke

#american #brands #china #class #contrast

The absolute yearning of one human body for another particular body and its indifference to substitutes is one of life's major mysteries. ↗

— Iris Murdoch

#another #body #human #human body #indifference

This commitment to truth is something one senses more and more Americans yearning for, just as they are becoming more and more sophisticated at knowing when the truth is being obscured - an irony that seems to elude most of today's elected officials. ↗

— Michael Musto

#being #commitment #elected #elected officials #elude

If there is passion, let me feel its heat. I want my heart to beat fast, my breath raspy, my skin to burn. ↗

— Susie Clevenger

#beauty #discovery #love #lust #passion

Yet, it ought to be obvious that good music generally occupies a higher plane that mere politics. Great writers can express moods through melody and capture experiences we share most powerfully - love, lust, longing; joy, rage, fear; triumph, yearning and confusion. ↗

— Tony Snow

#confusion #experiences #express #fear #generally

After four years at the United Nations I sometimes yearn for the peace and tranquility of a political convention. ↗

— Adlai E. Stevenson

#convention #four #i #nations #peace

Life is a series of collisions with the future; it is not the sum of what we have been, but what we yearn to be. ↗

— Jose Ortega y Gasset

#been #future #life is a #series #sum

Oh, do you understand what I mean? Have you ever felt that about the Moon? Have you ever ached with the sheer beauty of it? ↗

— James Lusarde

#mystery #wonder #yearning #beauty

If you have the woman you love, what more do you need? Well, besides an alibi for the time of her husband’s murder.
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— Dark Jar Tin Zoo

#crazy #desire #funny #humor #husband

For feverish mornings after he left, she lay awake in that guest room in their house, in the rumples of the sheet he had slept in. She would get him on every turn: his aftershave lingering on the sides of the pillow that sometimes caught her, waking up from her dreams of him, in nuclear nights, his gaze: drenching her like water drops on burning rocks. She herself didn’t have any smell. He had to really lean in the first time to make out the attar amidst the freckles on her neck. And then there would be at least two, never only one: Jasmine and that other thing that he could never place- a smell that was between imitation pearls and the insides of a Durga Puja afternoon. On some days even in Simla, this she, would waft in by his collars nonchalantly.’ ('Left from Dhakeshwari') ↗

— Kunal Sen

#dreams