Quotes About Craving

Suddenly she was ravenous—but not for soup or shrimp risotto or anything else on the overpriced menu. She was hungry for...things. Acts. Human contact.

I'd kill for a cup of coffee." "They'll probably give us coffee if we give them money. No bloodshed necessary," he said

I love you, God help me. Love you, lust for you, and snatch with shameful eagerness at any crumb you deign to drop in front of me.

Without peanut butter, I might starve.

diminuto al que añoraba tener en sus brazos.

She needed him to be him. Even if he could not be hers.

He loved her. He wanted her. He needed her. And he needed her now.

I want you. I want you now, in every way a man can want a woman.

She'd spent seven long years without so much as a hug, and she was starved for physical affection. She had known what it was like to be touched and kissed, and she had no idea how much she'd missed it until that very moment.

He needed her the way he needed air.

He wasn't sure how it had come about, but her good opinion meant a great deal to him. Of course, he needed her approval in his much-neglected suit of Edwina, but there was more to it than that. She'd insulted him, she'd nearly dunked him in The Serpentine, she'd humiliated him at Pall Mall, and yet he craved her good opinion.

Everything was better with bacon. Life was better with bacon. "Elizabeth

e-da-cious (adjective). Devoted to eating, voracious.

It was never because you wanted more, it was because you wanted everything.

I'm a big French fry girl. I try to avoid them, but sometimes you just need to indulge, so I go for it!

Chocolate is the go-to ingredient for many people. It is the thing people crave when they are happy and celebrate; it is also the go-to ingredient for many people when we are sad or depressed. It makes us feel better.

I feel really bad for people who aren't insane over food.

I always get to eat what I want because if I don't, I go insane.

I need instant gratification.

You can be enticed by food, wooed by food, sex, money, or instruments.

The act of longing for something will always be more intense than the requiting of it.

Mine, she's mine, the beast inside him raged. Have to have her. Have to make her mine now! Gripping

How could they all just casually drink Coca-Cola when one sip, and it tasted like musty trunks? How on earth could anyone eat a hamburger unless they were starving?

I wonder if I'll ever be able to have what I like or if my tastes are too various to be sustained by one of anything.