Quotes About Desire

I would rather be destroyed by you than loved by anyone else.

With love, don't desire to tie someone down but to set them free.

You play me with your jazz & leave me with the blues.

Never fall in love with stargazers – always with accelerated affection. Their love disappears in the blink of an eye like a shooting star.

The most challenging thing about love is sometimes we love someone who loves someone else.

I looked into your eyes and was captivated by the chaos that ran through you. I wish you hadn't said all the things I wanted to hear!

Find me. Seduce me. I want to be in love with you.

Somewhere in between, I had fallen for that boy.

The very first few days when you actually start having symptoms of falling for someone special, are the days of heavenly bliss and unreasonable madness.

Being loved is the only thing that is admirable by any stretch of the imagination.

Take me when I'm wild.Take me when I'm free.Take me for meand I will take you as you want to be.

So many went on a quest to tame her, The only man to win her heart was the one Who was also free.

My Love tears me between the addiction of patience and urge of infinite desire

Love is your addiction to an eternal longing for someone...A thirst which one cannot relinquish

Love is breathing each other with all madness

I would prefer to live with bleeding heart where desire see darkness of uncertainty because I need to know the existence of love

He left me millions of time, but I am holding him with every breath with same madness

Lollypop...the passion contained merely kissesplaced upon lips, neck and cheekthese young lovers of the castleof which our fairytale speaks...

My lips have touched more bottles than lovers and I'm half a shot away from psychotic.

All women desire one simple quality in their partner, which is understanding.

We are going to have that thing everyone talks about, that indescribable, indefinable thing that everybody wants to find...Here's to endless stargazing.

Because we know he was simply a man, with weakness and frailties. Who yearned for the same things all of us do--to love and be loved

If not love, what?

The kind of love that offers its life so easily, so stupidly is always the love that is not returned.