Quotes About Desire

Era Lo, semplicemente Lo al mattino, ritta nel suo metro e quarantasette con un calzino solo. Era Lola in pantaloni. Era Dolly a scuola. Era Dolores sulla linea tratteggiata dei documenti. Ma tra le mie braccia era sempre Lolita.

Their first free and frantic caresses had been preceded by a brief period of strange craftiness, of cringing stealth.

A red backless slipper slowly slid off her foot...and Franz, bending down after it, plunged softly into dark slumber.

The West wants unconditional love; failing that, unconditional surrender.

In some respects, grief for the lost and missing is worse than grief for the dead, and sometimes just for a fraction of a second its intensity makes her wish Mikal would cease to exist, so she wouldn't have to wonder if she will ever see him again.

The truth isn't always beauty, but the hunger for it is.

Ever had a woman say no to you, Dmitri?" "Once." He turned the corner with a smile that made her want to cup his face, trace those beautiful lips with her own. "I married her.

She blew out a breath between gritted teeth. "Sometimes I really want to"—a frustrated sound—"bite you!" He froze. "I might let you." "I won't do it if you'd enjoy it.

Sometimes I remember that I can't always protect those I love. Under his fingers, her hair was soft and silky. She didn't try to tell him that he wasn't God, that he couldn't protect everyone. He knew that. But knowing and believing were two different things. What she did say succeeded in stopping his heart. I wish you'd love me. Why? Because then maybe you could protect me, too. Haunting sorrow whispered through her tone.

True love is giving, not getting. Someone has said, Love can always wait to give, but lust can never wait to get.

Beauty ensnares hearts, captures minds, and stirs up emotional wildfires.

It isn't healthy to care for someone who can never love you back.

He didn't want anything new in his life, no matter how beautiful.

Turn, turn, Jack willed the boy... Thorgil, thought Jack. He missed her - oh, heavens, how he had missed her! - and yet he hadn't been aware of it till now.

It is our fate, Thorgil said. In the spring look for us again, or if you don't find us, we'll meet in Valhalla. She looked away. Jack knew she had no real hope, or desire, now to go to Valhalla. ... Jack leaned over and took her hand. You are Jill Allyson's Daughter, he said, using the name Thorgil's dead mother had given her at birth. You are not meant for Ragnarok.

There is no man on the face of the earth who can satisfy the deepest longings of a woman's heart--God made us in such a way that we can never be truly satisfied with anything or anyone less than Himself

I didn't know I was in love with her. I only knew that the chapel vibrated when she walked in, and my stomach lurched when she knelt soundlessly behind me. I longed for her touch.

I should love a dear little blind rat,' said Wendy, and added in a contemplative voice: 'I sometimes wish I were blind you know, so that I needn't see my tooth water after I've spat it.

WHY SHOULD SHE want to be married?" "It's not as though she could be in love. She's forty.

I should like you to be on the verge of love but not yet quite in it. That's a very nice state of mind, while it lasts. -But of course, I had already dived over that verge and was swimming away in a blue sea of illusion towards, I supposed, the islands of the blest, but really towards domesticity, maternity and the usual lot of womankind.

Book lust forever!

Bless Thomas, he understood at once; he smiled. I will never forget that smile, brave and warm an innocent and—No. I must not see the rest. Must not see the yearning, the longing, the desire.

Was true love when you wanted to slap someone and kiss him madly at the same time?

There is nothing in this world that I want or need, but you.