Quotes About Desire

It was a nice dream, and an impossible one.

Steiner was scared of the book thief's kiss. He must have longed for it so much. He must have loved her so incredibly hard. So hard that he would never ask for her lips again and would go to his grave without them.

She was renowned as the best word shaker of her region because she knew how powerless a person could be WITHOUT words. That's why she could climb higher than anyone else. She had desire. She was hungry for them.

No quiere amarme pero tampoco quiere perderme.

He venido —susurro— por ti.

Puedo oler el sexo en ella, y solo deseo que ella pueda oler el amor en mí.

La memoria me dice que en la parte de atrás [...] había muchos anhelos.

No começo, Liesel não conseguiu dizer nada. Talvez fosse a súbita turbulência do amor que sentiu por ele. Ou será que sempre o tinha amado? Era provável. Impedida como estava de falar, desejou que ele a beijasse. Quis que ele arrastasse sua mão e a puxasse para si. Não importava onde a beijasse. Na boca, no pescoço, na face. Sua pele estava vazia para o beijo, esperando.

He wanted to walk out—Lord, how he wanted to (or at least he wanted to want to)—but he knew he wouldn't. It was much the same as the way he left his family in Stuttgart, under a veil of fabricated loyalty. To live. Living was living. The price was guilt and shame.

I saw him hip-deep in some icy water, chasing a book, and I saw a boy lying in bed, imagining how a kiss would taste from his glorious next-door neighbor. He does something to me, that boy. Every time. It's his only detriment. He steps on my heart. He makes me cry.

They walked on in silence for a while, until Rudy said, "I just wish I was like Jesse Owens, Papa." This time, Mr. Steiner placed his hand on Rudy's head and explained, "I know, son—but you've got beautiful blond hair and big, safe blue eyes. You should be happy with that; is that clear?" But nothing was clear.

No crime in wanting a little more

Want me, I beg, but nothing comes.

You don't always get what you wish for. Especially in Nazi Germany.

In truth, I think he was afraid. Rudy Steiner was scared of the book thief's kiss. He must have longed for it so much. He must have loved her so incredibly hard. So hard that he would never ask for her lips again and would go to his grave without them.

Hay algo peor que un chico que te odie? Un chico que te quiera.

and on most occasions she was sorry to wake up. Everything disappeared when she was asleep.

He must have longed for it so much. He must have loved her so incredibly hard. So hard that he would never ask for her lips again, and would go to his grave without them.

She wanted him to drag her hand across and pull her over. It didn't matter where. Her mouth, her neck, her cheek. Her skin was empty for it, waiting.

Anhelaba volver a la inconsciencia de entonces, a sentir tanto amor sin saberlo y a confundirlo con las risas.

Their heartbeats fought each other, a mess of rhythm. Liesel tried to eat hers down. The taste of heart was not too cheerful.

Cómo puede quedarse allí sentada dispuesta a morir mientras yo quiero seguir viviendo? [...] ¿Por qué quiero vivir? No debería y, sin embargo, quiero vivir.

THE BEST word shakers were the ones who understood the true power of words. They were the ones who could climb the highest. One such word shaker was a small, skinny girl. She was renowned as the best word shaker of her region because she knew how powerless a person could be WITHOUT words. That's why she could climb higher than anyone else. She had desire. She was hungry for them.

Le hablas de mí? Liesel no pudo responder enseguida. Tal vez fue la súbita sacudida amorosa que sintió por él. ¿O había sido así siempre? Era probable. Privada del habla, deseó que la besara, que la agarrara de la mano y la atrajera hacia él. No importaba dónde. En la boca, en el cuello, en la mejilla. Tenía toda la piel libre para él, a la espera.