Quotes About Desire

The most important thing about education is appetite.

Demelza thought: She's one day too late, just one day. How beautiful she is; how I hate her. Then she glanced at Ross again, and for the first time like the stab of a treacherous knife it occurred to her that Ross's desire for her last night was a flicker for empty passion. All day she had been too preoccupied with her own feelings to spare time for his. Now she could see so much in his eyes.

If what I feel for you is dislike -- for coming between me and my work sometime every day in the last fifteen months --if that's dislike...If being unable to forget your voice, or the way you turn your neck, or the lights in your hair -- if that's dislike...If wanting to hear that you're married and dreading to hear that you're married...If resenting the condescension that pretends you're not out of my reach...Perhaps you can identify these symptoms for me.

His hands touched the cool skin of her back, Abruptly they slipped inside her frock and closed about her waist. She leaned her head back against his shoulder and he kissed her until the room went dark before her eyes.

He moved towards her, and knew the moment he touched her that something had won his battle for him. He took her face in his hands, held it like a cup to be drunk from, and then kissed her. With a serious unsmiling mouth he touched her eyelids, her cheeks, her hair, and sighed, as if for the moment her acceptance were all and there was no further desire in him.

So he found that what he had half despised was not despicable, that what had been for him the satisfaction of an appetite, a pleasant but commonplace adventure in disappointment, owned wayward and elusive depths he had not known before, and carried the knowledge of beauty in its heart.

I didn't want either him or his cousin, I only wanted to be able to rob them in peace.

Like all human beings she could not refrain from idly comparing what she had with what she might have had.

Lui resterà con me. Non perché deve, ma perché vuole.

Il vestito era quello che aveva trovato in fondo al secondo baule e che fin dall'inizio l'aveva attirata come la mela aveva attirato Eva.

Quidquid Amor Jussit, Non Est Contemnere Tutum.

Caroline took a long draught of wine, half a glass as against Ross's sip. She leaned back against the red plush. 'For instance, Ross, I could lie happily with you tonight.' His eyes went quickly up to hers. 'Could you?' 'Yes. In fact I've always wanted to – as perhaps you know.

Women never fundamentally disliked a little rough treatment. (More than one had told him it was their secret dream.)

Sapevo che era carina Sapevo che era sposata Mio padre disse, per legge ti è vietata Vidi che era impudente L'amore no non sente Non avevo mai visto una malizia così avventata. Senza una speranza vera Andai da lei una sera: In amore come in guerra, la libertà ti è data. I miei pensieri buoni svaniti in un momento Non mi fermò nessun avvertimento Non avevo mai visto una malizia così

Sentì svegliarsi dentro di sè l'oscuro desiderio di mandare in pezzi la sua compostezza, ma subito lo represse.

he was deeply annoyed at having to leave the fair before he was drunk, a thing that had never happened to him since he was ten.

I am a man of simple tastes easily satisfied with the best

There had been many signs during the Conference that the Soviet Government sincerely desired permanent friendship with Britain and the United States.

I feared the wish was father to the thought.

Few facts are so encouraging to the student of human development as the desire, which most men and all communities manifest at all times, to associate with their actions at least the appearance of moral right.

He (Napolean) was in love with himself and France joined in. It was a romance. Perhaps all romance is like that; not a contract between equal parties but an explosion of dreams and desires that can find no outlet in everyday life. Only a drama will do and while the fireworks last the sky is a different colour.

I have shouted to God and the Virgin, but they have not shouted back and I'm not interested in the still small voice. Surely a god can meet passion with passion?

Let me have your abyss.

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