Quotes About Desire

Why?" Eve leaned forward. "Sincerely, I've always wanted to know why anyone buys multiple pairs of shoes at a time." "If I have to explain it, the joy is lost.

Lots of people think things would be better some other way. That's why the world's lousy with theme parks.

Hey. Hands off.", "Please. Please, please, soooo pretty. Lemme just have one little touch." "Peabody, isn't it embarrassing enough you're wearing pink cowboy boots, again, without standing here drooling on my coat?

Peabody: "When a guy's in the hospital, he wants toys." Eve: "When a guy gets a splinter in his toe, he wants toys.

A pity it was so early in the day and I couldn't treat myself to the roller coaster. we'll have to come back, you and I, and make up for it. Sure, when I've lost my mind and want to rush screaming through the air in a little car.

Eve: She completely eye-fucked you. Roarke: I know. I feel so cheap and used. Eve: Shit. You got off on it. Men always do. Roarke: True enough, which is why we're so often cheap and used.

That's a 'Fuck Me' car and you know it." ~ Dallas "Well, yeah. Maybe. But it's got to be fast." ~ Peabody

Sometimes I just want to gobble you whole, eat you alive. You're so gorgeous. You're so beautiful.

Eve: What do you want? Nadine: A man of amazing sexual prowess, great sensitivity, stupendous abs, and the face of an angel. Toss in a wicked sense of humor and stupendous wealth, who adores the very ground I walk on. Oh wait, you already have him.

I've decided being eaten alive by anything is my last choice of causes of death." "What's first choice?" "Kicking it at two hundred and twenty, minutes after being sexually satisfied by my thirty-five-year-old Spanish lover, and his twin brother." "There's something to be said for that

I think I've just lost five pounds in fear sweat. Peabody mopped at her face. Now I want a cannoli. I don't know why. With a laugh, Roarke shifted to grin at her. I'll buy you a dozen, precious. Cannolis, for God's sake.

She didn't want the medi-techs. She wanted a fucking candy bar. [...] She reached down [...] and chose a Galaxy bar [...] I'm going home. You didn't pay for that, Francois shouted after her. Fuck you, Frank, she shouted back and kept going.

I don't like the idea of you shivering unless I cause it. Stay warm.

Was it ever . . ." She winced, wished she could muffle the need to ask. "Before, with anyone else—" "No." He touched his lips to her brow, her nose, the dip in her chin. "It was never, with no one else." Not for me, either." She simply breathed him in. "Put your hands on me. I want your hands on me." "I can do that." He did, tumbling with her to a spread of floor cushions while the sun died brilliantly in the ocean.

Why do you always have to put you and McNab and sex in my head? It brings pain no blocker can cure.

You just pounded yourself into me with all the finesse of a sweaty celibate breaking fast with a rented sex droid.

I don't worry about traditions overmuch. The fact is, I could change my mind as to whether I want something. For one reason or another, it could lose its appeal.

I can't tell you how aroused it makes me when you quote codes, lieutenant.

Real love's beautiful, elusive, and mean as a snake.

I feel so used. I find I like it.

He needed to call Eve. He looked across the field, across the silvered mists and gentle rise of aching green. Rather than pull out his pocket-link he continued to toy with the button. He didn't want to call her. He wanted to touch her. To hold her, just hold her and anchor himself again. Why did I come without you? he murmured, when I need you so bloody much?

Then I'll tell you the simple and most complex answer is love. It's where you start, and where, if you work hard enough, want hard enough, you end.

If sex is dignified it's not being done right.

She stuffed in more waffles, and thought if every day started off with sex and waffles, people would maybe be less inclined to kill each other.