Quotes About Crave

Somewhere in our cultural subconscious, we crave these figures that are big and strong and unassailable, like masculine fortresses. It's like how the 9/11 firemen were venerated.

Training readers to expect a voice or subject matter from me would interfere with the reinvention I crave. At the same time, I feel almost too able to disappear at times.

I love all kinds of bread. Whenever I crave junk food, I want salty things like peanuts or potato chips.

Miss me?" he whispered, giving me the once-over, eyes lingering on my chest. My heart skipped a beat. My glyph pulsed painfully. "Like a urinary tract infection," I said, through gritted teeth.

I don't have time to read popular fiction. I'm too busy with work.' Secretaries, he thought acidly, read that junk, at home in bed at night. It stimulates them. Instead of the real thing. Which they're afraid of. But of course really crave.

yearning, n. and adj. At the core of this desire is the belief that everything can be perfect.

As a kid he wished for money or fame or toys or friends. More recent wishes were for so many other things, all of them synonymous with love or escape.

There is so much I need, but you can't get it for me.

The drama bug strikes hardest with Jews, homosexuals and plump women who wear their hair in bangs. These are people who, for one reason or another, desperately crave attention

You got me in de go-long.

How the world so dearly loves a cage.

When the heart is heavy, the hands crave work

I love coming home to Melbourne. The first thing I do is have a coffee. It's just so much better here than anywhere else. It's better than in Italy and I travel a lot. I crave it.

If something is easily given, they're indifferent to it. If something is withheld, they want it desperately.

He had collected as many stolen glances as possible, knowing it was all he would ever have of her.

Sometimes the only thing which truly tempts us is the thing which we cannot have.

I could love anything on Earth that appeared to wish it.

Follow your envy — it shows you what you want.

Oh I miss you, I miss being overwhelmed by you, and I need rescue, I think I'm fading away..

I want you to need me like I need you.

Sometimes thinking of you isn't enough...I constantly want you by my side.

All I want is something to believe in, even if it's just to hear your name, all I want is what you've got me feeling lately.

Can we go inside, Eve?" She inhaled quietly at the way his voice wrapped around her name. One deep syllable that had always made her wish she was called something longer and more complicated. Genevieve or Isabella. Something that would take him full seconds to say so she could feel it rumble over her skin.

Since change is constant, you wonder if people crave death because it's the only way they can get anything really finished.