Quotes About Desire

Swept away was a fortuitous choice of words: it made her mad. She'd been swept away once—she'd let herself be, hoped and desired to be; that's how it always went in romantic stories. She'd never be that passive again. It was far, far better to choose,

But they're sending Orma away, which is my fault, and I played my flute so beautifully that I fell in love with everyone and now I want everything. And I can't have it. And I'm ashamed to be running away.

I didn't want this dance to end, or Kiggs to let go of my hand. I didn't want him to turn his eyes away, or live any other moment than this one.

Maybe we can't have everything we want in this relationship, Susanna." He bent his lips to her ears and whispered, "But we have this ball and tonight, you are my queen.

I think God made us to desire beauty. But I'm learning we have to first find our beauty in God.

We live in a world of fortune and luxury, yet how poor and sad we are at times.

She wasn't sure she could breathe without him.

I had this wild idea I wanted my first kiss to be with my own ... ' She hesitated to speak the word that had been rattling around in her heart for years - prince .

Did she feel what he felt? Something old. Something new. already he wanted more. Not just a kiss, though he'd invite her lips to his anytime, but he wanted the woman beneath the kiss

Whoever wanted this trunk

True, but still, I'd love a peek beyond the veil, as they say.

Let's just say you may regret that second piece of cake.' Oh my God. Regret cake? Whatever was about to happen must be truly evil.

Beth: YOU NEED BLOOD! Mick: NOT YOURS!

Have you ever wanted something so badly, thought you'd die if you didn't get it, then when you finally did get it, you wondered what all the fuss was about?

Cynthia ordered Guilty Pleasure-why was I not surprised?

If you knew how hard I found it to stay on my side of the hall last night after we finished watching the movie…" He shook his head. "Your parents absolutely wouldn't approve of the direction that my thoughts are going.

This look Jason gives me…tell me a little more about that." She shrugged. "He looks like he adores you, like crossing the hallway and knocking on your door crosses his mind sometimes.

Joe wasn't saying anything, just sipping on his hot chocolate, watching me, like he was patiently waiting for the moment when I reached across the counter, wrapped my hands around Cynthia's throat, and strangled her.

The issue was: I wanted a boyfriend this summer, and to have a boyfriend, I needed to meet boys, and the Lonestar League was guys, guys, guys. Honesty time. I released a big sigh. "All right, so maybe I'd like to have a brother for the summer." Okay, not so honest. "A boyfriend is more like it," Tiffany said. I glared at her. "Any chance you could move off to college next week? Don't they have summer classes or something?

What's been the most difficult aspect of living with us?" There was silence, but it was the kind where you can sense someone wants to speak but doesn't. Jason was so incredibly still, as though he was weighing consequences. "Not kissing you," he finally said, quietly.

I talked my parents into sponsoring a player not because guys needed a place to stay. I did it…because I wanted a boyfriend." "You thought I'd be your boyfriend?" "No, that was too icky to even consider. I mean, you've seen my underwear. I've seen yours." His mouth twitched.

So read my lips. He is not on my radar anymore." "Think I'd rather kiss those lips." And he did just that.

You can either dab or swirl," he said, leaning forward to show me. Which put him even closer, close enough that it was almost an embrace. So close that my mouth went dry. "Personally"--he cleared his throat--"I like the swirl.

Bird, however, insists that my desire for a career in sports reporting has nothing to do with my love of sports. "It's your other love: guys. You want to know what really goes on in the locker room, and you want to get up close and personal with those towel-wrapped hotties." Her theory is a lot closer to the truth than I like to admit, because it makes me seem less than noble in my pursuit of a higher education.