Quotes About Desire

Remember, it's Ok to get what you want from life.

He was a simple, animal hunger, and he didn't care what he was eating or how it tasted . It was like taking aspirin to make a headache go away. You don't enjoy the aspirin

We use the word 'hope' perhaps more often than any other word in the vocabulary: 'I hope it's a nice day.' 'Hopefully, you're doing well.' 'So how are things going along? Pretty good. Going to be good tomorrow? Hope so.'

Trying to be happy by accumulating possessions is like trying to satisfy hunger by taping sandwiches all over your body." – George Carlin, Author, Actor and Comedian

It's pitiful to have a life in which junk food is awarded the same high status as sex.

Wanting her physically was easy. It was the emotional part that gave him the shakes. He no longer found comfort in the false intimacy of casual one-night stands. They left him feeling hollow. You could talk yourself into just about anything, but emotionally you were never fooled. Mornings after were haunted by an emotional hangover for which there was no quick hair-of-the-dog chaser.

The first and foremost instinct of humans is neither sex nor aggression. It is to seek contact and comforting connection.

He didn't answer. Instead he cupped her face in his hands and drew her towards him. Then he kissed her lightly on the lips. Oh god, she wanted his head between her legs and she wanted it now.

We want. When we stop wanting, we feel dead and want to want more. (p.232)

It shocks me how I wish for...what is lost and cannot come back.

said he 'would rather go without'.

Lass, lass! You are more desirable than any woman I have e'er known." He drew back to look at her. "E'er, I say, do you hear me? Ne'er have I been more tempted!

I'm so sorry," he panted. "I shouldn't have done such things to a girl like you before marriage. But I want every bit of you so much. And now we know that we are meant for each other. Our marriage will be blessed with this—passion.

I got the nickname Spitfire for a reason. I burned inside to play volleyball. I loved the competition of it.

Every desire is an end and every end is a desire then the end of the world is a desire of the world what type of end do you desire?

Live for aims not for dames.

The journey of love to lust brings sky to dust.

Oh yes, I want to play with 'Samson'. Come to Delilah.

People who want to die will live, people who want to live will die.

it is said that whatever a man desires he wills, and whatever he wills he acts. Thus

that secret entrance deep between her thighs clenched like the mouth of a drawstring purse.

He wrapped his lips around her finger and sucked hard as he slowly pulled the digit free, and that secret entrance deep between her thighs clenched like the mouth of a drawstring purse.

I clench my fist around your stiffness, and your breathing quickens as I draw it back and forth. After your warm, sticky release, I lick my hand clean. Then I bury my face in your wild, stinking hair and hold you. To hold you is to be at one with you. To be at one with the starry cosmos of ancient gods above. As I hold you I will the night never to end. For our oneness fades with the disappearing stars. And by daylight you are other again.

Trust Kills Lust