Quotes About Desire

No evil dooms us hopelessly except the evil we love, and desire to continue in, and make no effort to escape from.

I just thought I had to do it. You want this boy to like you, right? And he's so solid, so sure of himself. He knows what he wants: you. Besides, maybe if he touches you, you'll be real.

Soothing assumptions about the good faith and shared interests of antagonists are natural to democracy, as is the desire to spend money on things other than defense. Getting a democracy to do what does not come naturally requires leadership.

Money is the sinews of love, as of war.

Grant me some wild expressions, Heavens, or I shall burst.

I have told my passion, my eyes have spoke it, my tongue pronounced it, and my pen declared it; I have sighed it, wrote it, and subscribed it, now my heart is full of you, my head raves of you and my hand writes to you but all in vain.

In the end, the problem of Europe is the same problem that haunted its greatest moment, the Enlightenment. It is the Faustian spirit, the desire to possess everything even at the cost of their souls.

I am an opponent of Saddam Hussein, but an opponent also, of the sanctions that have killed a million Iraqi children and an opponent of the United States' apparent desire to plunge the Middle East into a new and devastating war.

He kissed my neck. The kiss sent tingling warmth down into my fingertips. I turned and he kissed me again, on the mouth. I was so tired . . . I wanted to melt against him and let him hold me. "You're trying to take advantage of an injured naked woman." "I know," he whispered in my ear, drawing me closer. "How awful.

What part of no don't you understand?" "The part where I don't get what I want.

Breaking and entering was an essential part of the shapeshifter courtship.

There is nothing you can offer me," she said. "Oh, I don't know. You might change your mind. You're like me, Victoria." He grinned. "You like to do things that make life interesting. We both do so hate to be bored.

Ascanio leaned in the doorway, arms crossed, a slight smile on his lips. It had to be his sexy, nonchalant pose. I wasn't sure if I was expected to toss my underwear at his feet or just fall back with my legs in the air.

He opens his mouth and I want to kill him. I've actually had fantasies of ripping of his head Savannah. The older witch looked at her a long moment. What? Don't do it in front of his Dogs. Hopefully, I won't do it at all. If things get too bad, I'll divorce him.

She liked him, so she was torturing him. Her Grace in a nutshell.

Next to me, Saiman smiled. "We all want what we can't have, Kate. I want you, you want love, and he wants to break my neck.

When I first saw you, it was like being thrown from a shuttle before it touched the ground. I fell and when I landed, I felt it in every cell of my body. You disturbed me. You took away my inner peace…

Me acerqué para guardar el expediente en mi cajón y mis dedos rozaron un libro en rústica. La princesa prometida. Aquella noche en Savannah, cuando casi me besó, lo estaba leyendo, y cuando le dije que nos fuéramos, me contestó: «Como desees».

A fully human Derek stood right in front of me. His eyes were aglow, and he looked at me as if I were the thing he wanted most in the entire world.

It was one thing to be attracted to bad boys, something I usually didn't suffer from. It was another to be attracted to bad men. Mad Rogan was a really bad, bad man. If he wanted something, he bought it, or persuaded you to give it to him, or just simply took it. I had to make sure he didn't want me. Because if he decided he did, it would be on his terms, and I wouldn't like it. No, I would like it, which was even worse.

Some men got excited by white lace and a translucent negligee. My love muffin got excited by a woman dressed to murder. There was probably something deeply twisted about that. Lucky for me, negligees were never my thing. He

Or a stuffed animal. I would've cuddled with it at night." I sighed heavily. "Oh well. I guess that's never going to happen." Arabella giggled. Grandma pointed the breaker bar at her. "Quiet in the peanut gallery.

You taught me the meaning of loneliness, because when I don't see you, I feel alone. You

I don't want to play anymore … I love you.