Quotes About Desire

I am a very possessive woman. But I knew that if I were to keep you, I would have to let go of you. I

Ted put a candy bar in his pocket. Then he wandered over to the freezer case, studying the choices before strolling out of the store. Mitsi hurried after him, barely able to breathe. When

Work never failed to give me that same ego boost I had experienced when filming that first cereal commercial. People bent over backward to give me what I wanted. And what kid doesn't want adults eating out of his hand, catering to his every wish? Because life was all about getting to the place where I could be happy all the time, acting was the perfect venue. It wasn't only the ego boost that kept me going. I truly loved what I did.

We both fell in love -- with me.

The truth is this: The march of Providence is so slow and our desires so impatient; the work of progress is so immense and our means of aiding it so feeble; the life of humanity is so long, that of the individual so brief, that we often see only the ebb of the advancing wave and are thus discouraged. It is history that teaches us to hope." —ROBERT E. LEE

But there was still something missing. Something that nagged at her-an emptiness she couldn't explain. There were mornings she woke with her heart pounding wildly and the sensation of arms wrapped around her. But the feeling slipped away the moment she opened her eyes, and no matter how quickly she squeezed them shut, she couldn't recapture the contentment she'd felt.

Kiss me again. Let me imagine for a moment that you belong to me. The memory will keep me company in my solitude.

Joi..." "Shut up," she says as she unbuttons my shirt. "I didn't bring you here for a heart-to-heart. How do I get this thing off without hurting you?

Hell, she knows why you chew your nails, why your eyes are blue one day, black the next. And all you want to do then is curl yourself with her, snug like a worm, lay your pumping head down in her lap. Have her caress you, be kind. No words because both of you are bodies, wrapping and unwrapping, there's eloquence in your embracings. Eyes closed, you realize everything you've ever wanted to say is right there.

With age, man's hair grows grey, his teeth become loose; his eyes and ears too become dim in action; but the only thing that does not abate is his desire for enjoyment

Did you ever get exactly what you want and find out it's not what you wanted at all?

Det er vel for mye forlangt, å få dø uten smerter.

I am your fairy tale. Your dream. Your wishes and desires, and I am your thirst and your hunger and your food and your drink.

ach, gebt mir meinen Tod, damit ich bleibe

and what was left was only man calling to Almighty God, aching to feel another human heart beating next to his own, so that together they could defy the eternal emptiness

Love is every bit as violent and dangerous as murder.

The other one he loved like a slave, like a madman and like a beggar. Why? Ask the dust on the road and the falling leaves, ask the mysterious God of life; for no one knows such things. She gave him nothing, no nothing did she give him and yet he thanked her. She said: Give me your peace and your reason! And he was only sorry she did not ask for his life.

Small jerks began to appear in my legs, my walk became unsteady precisely because I wanted it to be smooth.

The heavy red roses smoldering in the foggy morning, blood-colored and uninhibited, made me greedy, and tempted me powerfully to steal one--I asked the prices merely so I could come as near them as possible.

Loneliness was an unsatisfied thirst for illusion.

I don't want to get old. I want to stay young forever. Wouldn't that be great?

Picasso would give up cubism just to capture your curves.

I've been thinking I'd like to be Daisy; I'd like to have someone like Gatsby stare at my house for whole years and never stop dreaming of me

Without a bottle to hold, I feel incomplete, the way Plato says we are each born only half a circle, and we spend out lives seeking out our other half. A drink is my beloved. Without it, I am wanting; I feel half finished.