Quotes About Desire

For if Porter did not turn his head and lean toward the door to open it for her, Corinthians believed she would surely die. She banged her knuckles until they ached to get the attention of the living flesh behind the glass, and would have smashed her fist through the window just to touch him, feel his heat, the only thing that could protect her from a smothering death of dry roses.

Men leaped and I let myself be caught. For a while, anyway, until my sex life became sort of like Diet Coke—deceptively sweet minus nutrition.

But he could see why she wasn't married; she stirred a mans mind maybe, but not his body.

I just have the hunger for a permanent place.

I did not know why I destroyed those dolls. But I did know that nobody ever asked me what I wanted for Christmas

Do you want him? I want somebody, I told her. He's as good as anybody, she said.

She could not get his love. . .so she settled for his fear.

Some folks want to live forever. Some don't. I believe they decide on it anyway. People die when they want to and if they want to.

For a while, anyway, until my sex life became sort of like Diet Coke—deceptively sweet minus nutrition.

The handsome raucous men wanted to marry, live with, support, fund, and promote her. Smart and beautiful women wanted to be her friend, confidante, lover, neighbor, guest, playmate, host, servant, student or simply near.

I wrote my first novel because I wanted to read it. – Toni Morrison (1931-2019)

Writers do not write about a place because they belong there, but because they want to.

behind every idol is a demon. Someone may say, "Well, that's just an Old Testament problem." No, it's a New Testament problem too:

It is possible to be so full from enjoying junk food that you lose your appetite for what truly satisfies.

Until we say the truth, there can be no tenderness. As long as there is desire, we will not be safe

I respect those most who do what I want to do least.

And few can deny that welfarism, taken to extremes, carries a whiff of do as you're told!: there were moments in postwar Scandinavia when the enthusiasm for eugenics and social efficiency suggested not just a certain insensitivity to recent history but also to the natural human desire for autonomy and independence.

En palabras de Sartre: «Ser libre no es hacer lo que uno quiere, sino en querer hacer lo que uno puede».

And she envied Caleb's knowledge. She only had bits and pieces, scraps and rags. He had a whole cloth.

Bramo assai, poco spero (Hope for much, expect little)

Oh Christ, I just wanted you to fuck me. And then I became greedy, I wanted you to love me.

Strolling on the plateau of life, desperate for the mountain, I never thought that I would get this far. It's only art that has carried me through, given me faith in my own existence. But now I am approaching a point in my life where I desire more...

When I was 14-15 There was nothing to my life but dancing and sex I'd go to night clubs and dance Then I'd meet someone and have sex it was Fine and easy nothing to do BUT Think with my body like a bird I Thought I was Free TrAcey Emin

A made desire to be more human, to be more normal, that's what pushes me, these days - but as someone said the other say. 'Trace, you're going to have to face facts. You and normal parted a long, long time ago.