Quotes About Desire

Doing what you wanted to do was the only training, and the only preliminary, needed for doing more of what you wanted to do.

Find what you like, and let it kill you

Thinking of jumping? (Callie) It would make you a rich widow if I did. Care to push me? (Sin)

All a woman ever needs know about men is that they are creatures of their codpieces. Appeal to their chausses and you will have complete control of them, for when their male piece is in control, their brain is not.

Are you sure the two of you aren't married? (Bavel) Why do you ask? (Ewan) You can barely stand to speak to each other, and yet when the lady walks off you look as if you can already taste her. Smacks of marriage to me. (Bavel)

But tell me truly, milovidnost, had I asked you to elope with me that night, would you not have followed me to the ends of the earth? (Jack) I wouldn't have followed you to the end of the corridor. (Lorelei)

I love when you stand close to me. I can feel your breath fall against my neck and it sends chills and fire all over my body. (Jack)

I never thought I'd see the day you retreated from anything, least of all a mere slip of a woman. (Simon) And never did I think I would find a woman I wanted so badly. Beauty, you're a treacherous lure with a deadly hook, and this fish has no choice except to flee before it gets caught. (Draven)

Why? (Lorelei) Because I…(Jack) You? (Lorelei) I…(Jack) For an eloquent man, Captain Rhys, you seem to be stymied for an answer. (Lorelei) Lorelei, I don't want any other man to ever touch you. (Jack)

And what would you have me say? (Lorelei) That you love me, too, would be nice. Especially given the fact that I look like a complete ass kneeling here in front of you while two hundred men watch. (Jack)

a woman ever needs know about men is that they are creatures of their codpieces. Appeal to their chausses and you will have complete control of them, for when their male piece is in control, their brain is not.

He ground his teeth together, the torture of it almost more than he could bear. The urge to pull her to him was overwhelming, but to do that would cost him dearly, for no doubt she would run out the door, damning him with every step. This was Lorelei, the artist, and she didn't see him as a man. Right now, he was about as human as the ridiculous fruit she'd painted in the past. And if he played along with her wants, perhaps she'd let him show her his...banana.

Don't touch me, Nora. (Ewan) Why? (Nora) If you touch me, I'll kiss you, and if I kiss you right now, I'm not sure I'll have the strength to pull back and be satisfied with just the taste of your lips. (Ewan)

Do all men kiss like that? (Rowena) I know not since I have never kissed a man. (Stryder)

I feel like a weed in the midst of Winter. 'Tis the sunshine of your smile that will bring back the Spring of my days. We arrive in four days. I hope you will grace me again with your presence. Yours, Morgan (Morgan's letter)

Nora cocked her head as she studied it. It was an interesting piece. Rather large as it lay nestled in the short, dark curls. It seemed oddly harmless lying there, and she had a sudden urge to reach out and touch it.

But I tell you this, that man is certainly a devil out to ruin some poor woman this night. (Felicity) Well, if he be the devil, you can chain me to his throne anytime. (Heather)

He felt his body stirring again at the memory of what she had been like under him. Rowena's eyes widened as she noticed it herself. "Does it do that a lot?" He shook his head and pulled her closer to him. "Only when I think of you." -Rowena & Stryder

Men were never easy, especially not when you loved one. As her mother had told her on her wedding night, the first two years of marriage a wife will want to devour her husband. After that, she'll wish she had.

Inside of every being there is a constant war being raged. The part that tell us to do what is right and what is decent and the part of us that is self-serving. The part that wants what it wants regardless of who is hurt getting it.

Should humans conquer the mountain or should they wish for the mountain to possess them?

Now here was Saeed Saeed, and Biju's admiration for the man confounded him. Fate worked this way. Biju was overcome by the desire to be his friend, because Saeed Saeed wasn't drowning, he was bobbing in the tides.

Could fulfillment ever be felt as deeply as loss? Romantically she decided that love must surely reside in the gap between desire and fulfillment, in the lack, not the contentment. Love was the ache, the anticipation, the retreat, everything around it but the emotion itself.

Could fulfillment be felt as deeply as loss.