Quotes About Desire

Our deepest longing is not for sex but for love. We can live without sex, but we cannot live without love. And

What I said was I'll miss you what I meant to say was I love you what I wanted to say was that I meant what I said and it's funny how all those things I could have said flooded my head after we said goodbye and I should have told you I'd be willing to hold you until my flesh crumbles into bone because I'm willing to die alone but god knows I don't want to live that way.

Ubi nihil vales, ibi nihil velis: where you are worth nothing, there you should want nothing

Any man who would deny you dessert isn't worth having.

What woman could resist a handsome, wealthy, powerful, nice man who was also just a tiny bit broken inside? It meant that in spite of him seemingly having everything, there was something he still needed from me.

Romantic comedy heroines were seldom on top of the world, doing exactly what they'd always wanted to do.

All I've ever wanted was to be near you.

What should I say? That I like him so much it hurts?

If you were a woman, all I'd have to say is 'Colin Firth in a wet shirt' and you'd say 'Ah.

But the hoping, that's what really hurts.

This morning, Tegus welcomed me again with an arm clasp and cheek touch. I wasn't startled this time, and I breathed in at his neck. How can I describe the scent of his skin? He smells something like cinnamon-- brown and dry and sweet and warm. Ancestors, is it wrong for me to imagine laying my head on his chest and closing my eyes and breathing in his smell?

How could you miss it? Just the sound of her voice makes my chest feel tight, my face gets hot and my mouth goes dry whenever she's near. It's getting so bad, all I have to do is see her and I'm already thinking, 'What does she want? What can I do for her?' She's got some power over me, there's no question, and what else could it be? ~Razo

I wonder if everyone who faces death hurts like this. It's as though for the first time I realize how much just being alive makes my body ache. But I don't want that ache to stop.

Finn leaped from his horse to greet Enna, and she entwined herself into him, their arms around each other, their faces close. Thoug they did not kiss, Rin thought that the way they looked at each other was even more intimate. 'Let's get married,' Enna was saying with yearning in her voice. 'Please, let's get married right now.' Finn put his face into her neck and whispered something that made her hum.

No one had ever called her wild before. She wanted to be wild now, for him. Wild seemed more enticing then a bowl of berries.

He had the kind of face you wanted to kiss — lips, forehead, cheeks, eyelids, everywhere except his chin. That you wanted to bite.

A need, a need, a need have I A wish, a wish, a wish, I sigh

That's the word he'd used - stunning. It's a difficult word to dismiss. She longed to be that word to someone.

You'd better not talk about microscopes anymore," he whispered, "or I don't know if I can control myself.

I want to be happy. I used to want Mr. Darcy, laugh at me if you want, or the idea of him. Someone who made me feel all the time like I felt when I watched those movies.

Each time, Jane's heart banged, her skin chilled, and she clamped down on the distracting ache in her gut with a bowl of something naughty, like Cocoa Pebbles.

I've been shot through the heart, men! Never have I seen such smoldering beauty.

How could you miss it? Just the sound of her voice makes my chest feel tight, and my face gets hot and my mouth goes dry whenever she's near. It's getting so bad, all I have to do is see her and I'm already thinking, what does she want? What can I do for her? She's got some power over me, there's no question, and what else could it be? There was a heavy pause, then Enna burst out laughing. Finn smiled at his boots.

Well, write me into the list of Those Who Don't Mind a Bit," said Cupid, eyeing his perfectly toned arms and chest. "My, but he will break a few hearts.