Quotes About Desire

That is the finest piece of ass I've ever seen in all my days," he said. "You sure you want me to fuck it? Almost seems a shame.

I reached around and pulled my butt cheeks apart. That was all the reassurance he needed, and suddenly I felt that hot breath on my hole, felt the sandpaper of his face against my buttocks, and then—oh, brave new world!—felt his tongue lapping at me, licking me, caressing me where I had never been touched before.

First, I will suck you." I'm not sure whether this direct statement was just the European way, or if his English was inadequate to express anything more complicated, but in any case he dropped to his knees and started unbuttoning my fly.

I may have entered that room a timid virgin, but by the time I left it I was a fully committed, cock-hungry slut. From my first taste of Mick's cock, with its mixture of sweat and piss and precum, I was hooked.

Come on, Jack. Open your mouth and suck it.

You ready to be fucked, Jack?

I can't get them in as well, you greedy little bastard.

Let's see you come again, Jack. This time with me inside you.

What he wanted was something soft and fat and gentle, full of rounding sweet places to hide in.

James Leo Herlihy

It's what you thought you wanted, but what the heart desires isn't the same as what the heart needs.

The power of the dark side is an illness no true Sith would wish to be cured of.

Stealing a man's wife, that's nothing, but stealing his car, that's larceny.

I loved her like a rabbit loves a rattlesnake

I ripped all her clothes off. She twisted and turned, slow, so they would slip out from under her. Then she closed her eyes and lay back on the pillow. Her hair was falling over her shoulders in snaky curls. Her eye was all black, and her breasts weren't drawn up and pointing up at me, but soft, and spread out in two big pink splotches. She looked like the great grandmother of every whore in the world. The devil got his money's worth that night.

Tomorrow night, if I come back, there'll be kisses. Lovely ones, Frank. Not drunken kisses. Kisses with dreams in them. Kisses that come from life, not death.

I write of the wish that comes true--for some reason, a terrifying thought.

She looked like the great grandmother of every whore in the world. The devil got his money's worth that night.

We're just two punks, Frank. God kissed us on the brow that night. He gave us all that two people can ever have and we just weren't the kind that could have it. [I]t's a big airplane engine, that takes you through the sky, right up to the top of the mountain. But when you put it in a Ford, it just shakes it to pieces. That's what we are, Frank, a couple of Fords.

I knew then what I had done. I had killed a man. I had killed a man to get a woman. I had put myself in her power, so there was one person in the world that could point a a finger at me, and I would have to die. I had done all that for her, and I never want to see her again as long as I lived. That's all it takes, one drop of fear, to curdle love into hate.

Yahweh is mighty to save, whether the saved desire his salvation or not.

When we ask people what they want in church instead of giving them what they were created to long for, we play in the very idolatry that church was created to dismantle.

Sin does not remain a contented servant; it seeks to seize and master its participants.

More of anything other than God will never fill that longing for fulfillment He has placed within you and me.