Quotes About Craving

Description of man. Dependence, desire for independence, needs.

What else does this craving, and this helplessness, proclaim but that there was once in man a true happiness, of which all that now remains is the empty print and trace? This he tries in vain to fill with everything around him, seeking in things that are not there the help he cannot find in those that are, though none can help, since this infinite abyss can be filled only with an infinite and immutable object; in other words by God himself.

Man is full of wants; he loves only those who can satisfy them all.

If you go near her or touch her with your finger, a spark will light up the room and either kill you on the spot or electrify you for your whole life with a magnetically attractive, plaintive craving and sorrow.

A?k bazen; asla sahip olamayaca??n birini sevmektir.

Oh, why must a man like that be made unhappy when there are lots of girls about who would worship the very ground he trod on?

while he was in hospital he became very agitated, saying that he needed to go back to the minotaurs because the minotaurs would have his dinner.

Twenty-five chocolate chip cookies would be the perfect dinner.

Flannery craved a cigarette. Her nerves were so tense that only nicotine could soothe them, and for the first time, she genuinely understood how the drug worked. It wasn't just a prop or an affectation. It was a tool for mental health.

I'm losing my mind without you." His lips were gliding down my neck, his tongue stroking over my racing pulse. He sucked on my skin and pleasure radiated through me. "I can't think. I can't work or sleep. My body aches for you. I can make you want me again. Let me try.

You're an addiction...my obsession...

I can still feel you, Eva. Still taste you. I've been hard since you left, through two meetings and one teleconference. You've got the advantage, state your demands.

Let him lust for you until he has blue balls

I have wanted you for so long now," he said roughly, "I've no memory of how it feels to be devoid of the craving. But you must know what you do. I need you to think of who you are and where you are and who I am. Think of how things will be once we've crossed this threshold. Think of how you will leave this cabin—disheveled and well fucked.

Your craving should be for me, angel, not an orgasm. For my body, my hands. Eventually, you won't be able to come without my skin touching yours.

I can't think. I can't work or sleep. My body aches for you. I can make you want me again. Let me try.

You like sex, angel," he purred. "Nothing wrong with that. You're greedy and insatiable, and I love it. I love knowing that once I get inside you, you're going to suck me dry. Then you'll want to do it again.

You look beautiful and fuckable. I want you so badly it hurts. I'm dangerously close to taking you back to the couch and making you come 'til you beg me to stop.

If you wanted him, it wouldn't be enough for me to let you go. I want you too much. I want you with me, in my life, in my bed. If I can have that, nothing else matters. I'm not too proud to take what I can get.

Well, for what it's worth, celibacy looks good on you." He snorted. "Because I've put on a few pounds? Happens. You eat, because you crave the endorphins you're not getting with an orgasm, and you get less exercise, because you're not practicing any mattress gymnastics." "Cary." I laughed. "Look at you, baby girl. You're all tight and toned from Marathon Man Cross over there.

It is the yearning I sense in you that lures me.

You want a sheet-clawing, back-arching, mind-blowing fuck, and I want to pound my cock into you until I've come my last drop.

He'd once hoped to satisfy his need and finally be done with her. Now he prayed his aching need would never end, the pleasure was too great to forfeit. If

Dorul ingrozito pe care l-am simtit la vederea lui m-a coplesti de-a dreptul.