Quotes About Desire

The world says love yourself, grab all you can, follow your heart. Jesus says deny yourself, grab your cross and follow me.

We are captives of what we love, what we desire, and what we are.

I got my eyes on you You're everything that I see, I want your hot love and emotion Endlessly.

And I fear that my place gets taken by some other one, very lucky and not too shy, who flirts with your eyes while I'm the one who's crazy about them.

Smoking Cigars is like falling in love. First, you are attracted by its shape; you stay for its flavor, and you must always remember never, never to let the flame go out!

I can write the saddest poem of all tonight. I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.

Maybe I'm just a kid in love.

And so, being young and dipt in folly, I fell in love with melancholy.

Baby booty, juicy fruity, truck stop cutie, road side beauty, I'm in love with you.

I just think about how saying that you love someone can make your heart feel like some sort of brownie sundae, warm, gooey, sweet and good.

Give me songs to sing and emerald dreams to dream and I'll give you love unfolding.

Looking for love is tricky business, like whipping a carousel horse.

I am convinced, that when a man tells a woman he loves her, he only means that he desires her; and that the only total love in this world is that of a father for his son.

Where they love they do not desire and where they desire they do not love.

The quest for Love changes us. There is no seeker among those who search for Love who has not matured on the way. The moment you start looking for Love, you start to change within and without.

We are captives, even if our wheat grows over the fences/ and swallows rise from our broken chains./ We are captives of what we love, what we desire, and what we are.

November Rain is a song about not wanting to be in a state of having to deal with unrequited love.

What the heart loves, the will chooses, and the mind justifies.

The bad man desires arbitrary power. What moves the evil man is the love of injustice.

We are all mortal until the first kiss and the second glass of wine.

True beauty is something that attacks, overpowers, robs, and finally destroys.

And what did you want? To call myself beloved, to feel myself beloved on the earth.

Self-love is always the mainspring, more or less concealed, of our actions; it is the wind which swells the sails, without which the ship could not go.

You can lead a heart to love, but you can't make it fall.