Quotes About Desire

Olhos nublados fixaram olhos nublados e uma mulher luminosa abriu-se para um homem luminoso. Ela era ampla e profunda como um rio na cheia. Ele singrou suas águas. Ela sentia os movimentos dele mais e mais fundos dentro dela. Frenéticos. Furiosos. Pedindo para entrar mais fundo, Mais fundo. Limitados apenas pela forma dela. Pela forma dele. E quando foi detido, quando já tinha tocado o mais fundo dela, com um suspiro soluçado, trêmulo, ele se afogou.

And she had learned from experience that Need was a warehouse that could accommodate a considerable amount of cruelty.

The complete absence of a desire to please, or to put someone at their ease, could, in a less vulnerable person, have been construed as arrogance. In her it came across as a kind of reckless aloneness.

He could feel the tremor, the motor under her skin. Still, of all the women in the world, to have this woman's hand in his made him indescribably happy.

Addiction has its own mnemonics – skin, smell, the length of the loved one's fingers.

Death was everywhere. Death was everything. Career. Desire. Dream. Poetry. Love. Youth itself. Dying became just another way of living. Graveyards sprang up in parks and meadows, by streams and rivers, in fields and forest glades. Tombstones grew out of the ground like young children's teeth. Every village, every locality, had its own graveyard.

Si, comme il arrivait quelquefois, elle avait les traits d'une femme que j'avais connue dans la vie, j'allais me donner tout entier à ce but : la retrouver, comme ceux qui partent en voyage pour voir de leurs yeux une cité désirée et s'imaginent qu'on peut goûter dans une réalité le charme du songe. Peu à peu son souvenir s'évanouissait, j'avais oublié la fille de mon rêve.

But the man I met--he is the love I had wanted to reach long before I knew that he existed, and I think he will remain beyond my reach, but that I love him will be enough to keep me living.

Well, if I'm able to eat chocolate ice cream and watch football on TV, then I'm willing to stay alive.

Asl?nda insanlar?n baÄŸl?l??a ihtiyac? olduÄŸunu savundu. BaÄŸl?l?k ille de mutluluk getirmez ve hatta ac? verici olabilir ancak hepimiz hayatlar?m?z? tahammül edilebilir k?lmak için kendimizin d???nda bir ÅŸeye adanm??l??a ihtiyaç duyar?z. Bu olmadan bize yaln?zca arzular?m?z rehberlik eder ki onlar da geçici, kaprisli ve doyumsuzdur.

We want autonomy for ourselves and safety for those we love." That remains the main problem and paradox for the frail. "Many of the things that we want for those we care about are things that we would adamantly oppose for ourselves because they would infringe upon our sense of self.

That remains the main problem and paradox for the frail. "Many of the things that we want for those we care about are things that we would adamantly oppose for ourselves because they would infringe upon our sense of self.

life designed to be safe but empty of anything they care about.

Above all, it was clear that he wanted to live. He would take any risk—even death—to live.

We want autonomy for ourselves and safety for those we love." That remains the main problem and paradox for the frail. "Many of the things that we want for those we care about are things that we would adamantly oppose for ourselves because they would infringe upon our sense of self." She

after one or two bites I just don't want it.

The erotic is a measure between the beginnings of our sense of self and the chaos of our strongest feelings.

We tend to think of the erotic as an easy, tantalizing sexual arousal. I speak of the erotic as the deepest life force, a force which moves us toward living in a fundamental way.

Our visions begin with our desires.

Out of my flesh that hungers and my mouth that knows comes the shape I am seeking for reason.

my body writes into your flesh the poem you make of me. Recreation

I have always wanted to be both man and woman...to share valleys and mountains upon my body the way the earth does in hills and peaks. I would like to enter a woman the way any man can, and be entered--to leave and to be left--to be hot and hard and soft all at the same time in the cause of our loving.

For women, the need and desire to nurture each other is not pathological but redemptive, and it is within that knowledge that our real power is rediscovered. It is this real connection which is so feared by a patriarchal world. Only within a patriarchal structure is maternity the only social power open to women.

places do not change so much as what we seek in them