Quotes About Desire

He gains the farthest reaches where the ache of our most ancient absence lay.

Level 7 Selling Our Souls for a Video Game, Part One

I was looking for a way to be someone else,'I said.

I need her still, and I don't know what to do. She was just here.

Wanting something to be different will not make it so.

We...sin not because we want what is evil, but because we want what isn't good enough.

At the root of all misery is unfulfilled desire.

What thief does not fight to hold what he has?" "One that has something better," said Locke.

We like what we like, we want what we want, and nobody needs to give us permission to feel that way!

I have only two wishes," said Jean. "The first is for strong coffee, and the second is for stronger coffee.

What thief does not fight to hold what he has?" "One that has something better," said Locke. "The stealing was more the point for us than the keeping; if the keeping had been so fine, we would have found something to fucking do with it all.

Beer now,bitch later.

I have only two wishes," said Jean. "The first is for strong coffee, and the second is for stronger coffee.

I am through fucking around. Maybe this is going to complicate the hell out of things. So what? You're the complication I want more than anything else. You're my favorite complication. No matter what sort of holes you poke in my trust.

I desire you as deeply as I ever have, but I understand that the fervor of a desire is irrelevant to its justice.

You're the complication I want more than anything else. You're my favorite complication. No matter what sort of holes you poke in my trust.

What thief does not fight to hold what he has?" "One that has something better" - Locke Lamora to the Gray king

The real magic of the Sinspire was woven from its capricious exclusivity; deny something to enough people and sooner or later it will grow a mystique as thick as fog.

They kissed for the sort of endless moment that only exists between lovers whose lips are still new territory to each other.

desire you as deeply as I ever have, but I understand that the fervor of a desire is irrelevant to its justice. I want your heart on merit, in mutual trust, or not at all, because I cannot bear to see you made uneasy by me. I have failed and disappointed you often enough before. Not for all the world would I do so again, and I leave it to you to tell me how to proceed, if and when you can, if and when you will.

Full glass is an empty promise.

You have a crush, I think." "Do I?" Locke had a vague idea of what that word meant, and somehow it didn't seem right. It didn't seem enough. "It's not meant to belittle your feelings, lad. A crush can come on hot and sharp like an illness.

Gamblers play just as lovers make love and drunkards drink - blindly and of necessity, under domination of an irresistible force.

It means, ah, death-love, death-desire. It's hard to translate. It means you have moods where you absolutely want to destroy yourself. Not as some self-pitying idle notion, either. As a certainty!