Quotes About Desire

Tonight I feel like a prisoner on fire, waiting desperately... denied, sentenced forever more. Only your love can set me free.

Take me with you. I want a doomed love. I want streets at night, wind and rain, no one wondering where I am.

Love is the longing for the half of ourselves we have lost.

My writing arises out of erotic impulse toward an other: it is an act of love. And I want terribly to be loved in return, as a sign that I have loved well enough.

I want someone to love me, for who I am; I want someone to need me, is that so bad?

Have fun doing whatever it is that you desire to accomplish. Learn it one step at a time, emphasizing the fundamentals, and do it because you love it, not because it's work.

If I do marry I want it to be for love

We just can't love without God. God wants for us want we want for ourselves. These basic things are not that hard to grasp. We just have to have faith, and faith is a gift. We just need to accept it.

The theme for me is love and the lack of it. We all want that and we don't know how to get it, and everything we do is some kind of attempt to capture it for ourselves.

Love is a sickness full of woes, all remedies refusing.

The greatest flood has the soonest ebb; the sorest tempest the most sudden calm; the hottest love the coldest end; and from the deepest desire oftentimes ensues the deadliest hate.

You know how it feels when you're in love with somebody and you long to be with that person? God wants us to feel that way about Him.

O love, how did you get here?

I'd love a super human memory. My memory has never been good.

O Helena, goddess, nymph, perfect, divine! To what, my love, shall I compare thine eyne? Crystal is muddy. O, how ripe in show Thy lips, those kissing cherries, tempting grow!

Yes, it's crazy. Love is either crazy or it's nothing at all.

If you're sexy, everybody will love you. That's what I wanted -- for everybody to love me.

Love is merely a madness.

We become like that which we love. If we love what is base, we become base; but if we love what is noble, we become noble.

In love there is but little rest.

I had to touch you with my hands, I had to taste you with my tongue; one can't love and do nothing.

I don't want to be loved. I want to be desired. Love is safety, but desire is foul.

I have fallen in love with all sorts of girls and I fully intend to go on doing so.

Love makes use of the worst traps. The least noble. The rarest. It exploits coincidence.