Quotes About Desire

In Italy everything is more romantic. I can also be in bed with ten girls, but I love these ten girls.

I'm fat because I'm greedy, and if my mind is fat it's because I'm curious.

I think Eros should be dirty. In Greek legend, as I'm sure you are aware, he fell in love with the minor deity Psyche. It was the Greek way of saying that, in spite of what it may believe, Love pursues the Soul, not the body; the Erotic desires the Psychic. If Love was clean and wholesome he wouldn't lust after Psyche.

He had quickly happened upon the truth which many lonely contemporaries would never discover, the truth that everybody, simply everybody, was panting for it and could, with patience, be shown that they were panting for it. So Adrian grabbed what was to hand and had the time of his life genitally - focusing exclusively on his own gender of course, for this was 1973 and girls had not yet been invented.

Naturally I've known girlies form an attachment to the younger male before now, but in the tennis score of the bedroom most girls in my experience would rather Love Thirty or Love Forty than Love Fifteen. Men, of course, are a whole other issue; they start at Love All and stay there until they're dragged from the court

Goodness me. You don't ask for the moon, do you?" "Oh, what a good idea! The moon. Yes, I'd love the moon, please. That will be all. I'll never ask for anything ever again ever.

And he, despite the gallons of free whisky on offer, was wishing himself violently elsewhere.

Horror's not a symptom, it's a love affair.

I had no desire to share the fate of Galileo, with whom I feel a strong sense of identity, partly because of the coincidence of having been born exactly 300 years after his death!

Humanity's deepest desire for knowledge is justification enough for our continuing quest.

Today we still yearn to know why we are here and where we came from. Humanity's deepest desire for knowledge is justification enough for our continuing quest. And our goal is nothing less than a complete description of the universe we live in.

Because everyday could be my last I have the desire to make the most of each and every minute. I try to lead as normal a life l as possible and not think about my condition or regret the thing it prevents me from doing which are not that many .my goal is simple it is complete understanding of the universe. Why it is as it is and why it exists at all.

Some men are born to destroy, and nothing satisfies them but that. Whatever you've got, they want to tear it apart, from architecture and bank vaults to order and society itself, anything, just to watch it twist, shred, and die. Then

Calling it a simple schoolgirl crush was like saying a Rolls-Royce was a vehicle with four wheels, something like a hay-wagon. She did not giggle wildly and blush when she saw him, nor did she chalk his name on trees or write it on the walls of the Kissing Bridge. She simply lived with his face in her heart all the time, a kind of sweet, hurtful ache. She would have died for him..

Do any of us, except in our dreams, truly expect to be reunited with our hearts' deepest loves, even when they leave us only for minutes, and on the most mundane of errands? No, not at all. Each time they go from our sight we in our secret hearts count them as dead. Having been given so much, we reason, how could we expect not to be brought as low as Lucifer for the staggering presumption of our love?

For men, I think, love is a thing formed of equal parts lust and astonishment. The astonishment part women understand. The lust part they only think they understand.

Was there ever a trap to match the trap of love?

When it came to the dark fuckery of the human heart, there seemed to be no limit.

Murder is like potato chips: you can't stop with just one.

He supposed that even in Hell, people got an occasional sip of water, if only so they could appreciate the full horror of unrequited thirst when it set in again.

We never cease wanting what we want, whether it's good for us or not.

Everyone loves something for nothing...even if it costs everything.

Wanting more is just a recipe for heartache.

They had discovered one could grow as hungry for light as for food.