Quotes About Desire

It did not seem possible, much as he craved the comfort of a woman of intelligence, of humor and balance and perception.

and we both know how beautiful the book will be, how clearly it will speak to something within us—some previously unarticulated thought or reflection that, once recognized, we will never want to be without again.

I had just wanted to be part of a story; I wanted to be a person who had a story to tell.

Damn it, Lettie. Marry me. For pity's sake, marry me and put me out of my misery.

I cannot have you as my mistress. I though I could, but I can't. I want you for more than that. I want you for life, waking and sleeping. You see what happens when I let you out of my sight? This. It won't do, I tell you. You'll have to accept me because I can't live without you. So there.

If she were here I wouldn't be able to keep my hands off her. I would hold her so close she'd beg me to let her breathe. I'd kiss her so hard she'd plead for mercy. I'd unfasten her clothing and lie with her on that hard bed, and what was between us would be as far above the ordinary congress between man and woman as the stars are above their pale reflections in the lake below.

The world is simple, I think, in its essence. Life, death, love, hate. Desire, fulfillment. Magic.

Don't you long for something different to happen, something so exciting and new it carries you along with it like a great tide, something that lets your life blaze and burn so the whole world can see it? Something that touches you with joy or with terror, that lifts you out of your safe, little path and onto a great, wild road whose ending nobody knows? Don't you ever long for that?

I wanted so much to keep you safe. I did my best. I'm sorry things didn't come out different for the two of us. I wish I could have been good enough for you.

Hope is such a tenuous quality. To feel it and then to be denied what one most longs for ... Better, surely, not to hope at all, than to open the heart to a hope that is impossible.

Because, when I was away, I couldn't stop thinking about you. Part of me said, yes, it was the right thing to do, for your sake; part of me recognized the kind of man I am, the kind of work I do, the utter impossibility of it. But the other part of me... I felt your absence like a wound.

His touch warmed my whole body. I was longing to throw my arms around him and hold him close, but the magic of this moment was like a single, lovely strand of cobweb, fragile and delicate. One wrong move and it would snap beyond mending.

I had learned how it felt to want more than the sweet touch of hand to cheek or lips to palm, more than a kiss, more than an embrace. I was starting to discover that it is not only the mind that understands love, but also the body.

You are a child no longer, whatever you might wish. You are a woman with a woman's body, and you do not think or feel as you did back there at Sevenwaters, when you ran wild in the forest and the trees spread their canopy to shelter you. Men will look at you. Come to terms with it, Sorcha. You cannot hide forever. They will look at you with desire in their eyes. You were taken against your will, and it damaged you. But life goes on.

It is a strange attitude, to view a woman merely as an object to be taken; to be so overwhelmed by the body's cravings that a man must satisfy them even at such a cost.

Ana wished very much that she could discuss this with Faolan

Even after this, even after everything, still you are ruled by your dreams. But your dreams cannot help you.

I wouldn't mind being injured if that would bring Satsuko pleasure, and a mortal injury would be all the better. Yet to think of being trampled to death, not by her but by her dog…

Si dice che un amore eccessivo susciti un odio cento volte più grande.

Quiero que ella me vuelva loco de celos. Deseo que me haga sospechar que ha ido demasiado lejos. Quiero que haga eso.

Cuanto más le odiaba, tanto más intentaba amarle, y lo conseguía. Estimulada por el apetito sexual, no podía hacer otra cosa.

Her eyes, nose, hands, feet... Each part was a supreme delicacy, and I was insatiable.

Can it be, I wondered, that life without her is so dull as this?

It's never the changes we want that change everything.