Quotes About Desire

BaÅŸar?lar?n?n soÄŸuk çemberinin ortas?nda oturup ona parlak bir yaÅŸam saÄŸlayacak cesur bir talip bekledi. Ama tan??t??? erkekler s?radand?lar ve onlara cesaret vermeyip romantik arzular?n? gizlice lokum yiyerek bast?rmaya çal??t?.

And they fell upong one another: and themselves they have fallen. And still nowanights and by nights of yore do all bold floras of the field to their shyfaun lovers say only: Cull me ere I wilt to thee!: and, but a little later: Pluck me whilst I blush!

Ä°ÅŸi zordu -hayat? zordu- ama ÅŸimdi tam da b?rak?p gitmek üzereyken o kadar da istenmeyecek bir hayat deÄŸil gibi geldi.

Rapito sopra di lei giacevo, labbra piene pienamente aperte, la baciai sulla bocca. Gnam. Con delicatezza mi passò nella bocca il dolcetto al cumino caldo e masticato. Molliccia poltiglia la sua bocca aveva biascicato agrodolce con saliva. Gioia: la mangiai: gioia.

he wanted to meet in the real world the unsubstantial image which his soul so constantly beheld

Pride and hope and desire like crushed herbs in his heart sent up vapours of maddening incense before the eyes of his mind. He strode down the hill amid the tumult of suddenrisen vapours of wounded pride and fallen hope and baffled desire. they streamed upwards before his anguished eyes in dense and maddening fumes and passed away above him till at last the air was clear and cold again.

Tell me, for example, would you deflower a virgin?—Excuse me, Stephen said politely, is that not the ambition of most young gentlemen?

He was trembling now with annoyance. Why did she seem so abstracted? He did not know how he could begin. Was she annoyed, too, about something? If she would only turn to him or come to him of her own accord! To take her as she was would be brutal. No, he must see some ardour in her eyes first. He longed to be master of her strange mood.

Gerty Mc Dowell'a kur yap?p kalbini kazanacak olan adam?n tam bir erkek olmas? gerekiyordu. Ama bekliyordu, hâlâ birinin ona teklif etmesini bekliyordu, ayr?ca bu y?l art?k y?ld? ve yak?nda bitecekti. S.339

She too wants me to catch hold of her, he thought. That's why she came with me to the tram. I could easily catch hold of her when she comes up to my step: nobody is looking. I could hold her and kiss her. But he did neither: and, when he was sitting alone in the deserted tram, he tore his ticket into shreds and stared gloomily at the corrugated footboard.

The ambition which he felt astir in at times in the darkness of his soul sought no outlet.

What did it avail to pray when he knew that his soul lusted after its own destruction?

For that are you pining, the bark of their applause?

Bloom. Flood of warm jimjam lickitup secretness flowed to flow in music out, in desire, dark to lick flow, invading. Tipping her tepping her tapping her topping her. Tup. Pores to dilate dilating. Tup. The joy the feel the warm the. Tup. To pour o'er sluices pouring gushes. Flood, gush, flow, joygush, tupthrop. Now! Language of love. — Ã¢â'¬Â¦ ray of hope…

perfume of embraces all him assailed with hungered flesh obscurely he mutely craved to adore

Tütüncüden d??ar? f?rlay?p ad?yla sesleniyorum. Dönüyor ve benden dersler, saatler, dersler, saatler boyu dinlediÄŸi karmakar???k sözcükleri duymak için duruyor: solgun yanaklar? yal?ml? bir opal ?????yla yavaÅŸça pembeleÅŸiyor. Yo, yo, korkma!

The ambition which he felt astir at times in the darkness of soul sought no outlet

Hic cubat edilis. Apud libertinam parvulam.

Beware of what you wish for in youth because you will get it in middle life.

In one letter that he had written to her then he had said: 'Why is it that words like these seem to me so dull and cold? Is it because there is no word tender enough to be your name?

Amour aime aimer amour!

Waiting rooms. Ye go into this room where ye wait. Hoping's the same. One of these days the cunts'll build entire fucking buildings just for that. Official hoping rooms, where ye just go in and hope for whatever the fuck ye feel like hoping for.

Gamblers and lovers pay big dues and enjoy limited consolations. But sometimes they are enough.

drunk feels for his glass. It is stronger and worse than any sexual desire, any fear of hell, any allegiance to family, country, or church.