Quotes About Desire

I wish I could explain what I'd give just to see you smile again." How about your head on a stick?

We kissed and pressed against each other and it seemed as if we were merging, getting closer and closer. I loved the touch of her mouth against mine, the feel of her body, the way we fit. We were both strong, and yet we could be gentle together. I passionately believe in soul mates. I guess I always have. The best thing I had ever done in my life was to be in love. I missed it and was finally ready to love again.

Ambition makes more trusty slaves than need.

how much it was. She didn't want to

said that the heart has reasons that reason itself knows nothing about.

Like Oscar Wilde said, "I have the simplest tastes. I am always satisfied with the best," he thought.

Never Enough" from The Greatest Showman.

At the age of six, I wanted to be a cook. At seven, I wanted to be Napoleon. And my ambition has been growing steadily ever since.

Pascal said that the heart has reasons that reason itself knows nothing about.

heightened sexual tension could.

But love takes chances, and I wanted to take a chance right now. For once in my life, I knew what I wanted.

Wait, wait. What I mean to say is, I'm crazy about you, Cindy. Dating and so forth, it's great. But I want to be with you. I want more." "You do, huh?" Rich grinned at her. "Scout's honor. I sure do.

As Fang looked down at her, he wanted to tear his own heart out. Ari would die for this.

What I want is Lightower's office

There are two types of serial killers.Those who want to get caught and those who really want to get caught

He might have reached for that

wanted a toilet

I hope when you grow up everything you want comes your way, but especially love. When its true. when its right, love can give you the kind of joy that you can't get from any other experience.

But I knew that I wouldn't learn the end of our story tonight—and I hoped I wouldn't, not for a very long time.

Oscar Wilde said, "I have the simplest tastes. I am always satisfied with the best," he thought.

It's OK," I said to them. "It's all right. I was actually dumb enough to want to be a cop.

anything." She steps toward me. "I want to know what you

The guy who'd kissed me last week—that guy was gone. Sure, I'd rejected him, and sure, I didn't own him. But even so, it hurt. I missed the Richie who'd mooned over me.

great old time talking about cheeseburgers while I sat there thinking about how miserable my life was about to get. What did all this mean, exactly?