Quotes About Desire

I need someone real, who will be right for me now, here, and soon. Until then I'm lost. I think I am mad at times." Because

I miss you every time that we say goodbye, even though I know I will see you the next day. I miss you when you are across the room, and I can see you. I miss you when you sit beside me and I cannot touch you.

There was something about the Me Tarzan, You Jane scenario that revved her engines.

The woman owned never-worn Jimmy Choos and Manolos to die for and now they're all mine," Jazz announced starting up the car. "Along with some choice Prada and Kate Spade bags," she said with a reverential sigh, glancing at the bags in the passenger seat. "And the clothes," she sighed, "she's my size.

There is a strange feeling of longing that I have always had, always a desire to be someplace better than where I am. But the world I want to enter is always disappearing before I get there.

I like my women in a few wisps of drapery: then I can hope for a chance to remove the wisps. If they start out with nothing I tend to get depressed because either they have just stripped off for someone else or, in my line of work, they are usually dead.

I like my women in a few wisps of drapery: then I can hope for a chance to remove the wisps.

I would like to write a novel, or at least try to write one, although my motives are not entirely pure. For one thing, I get asked about writing novels so much that I feel guilty about never having written one. And although I have no strong desire to write a novel, I would hate not to try. That would just be silly. On the other hand, I hate the idea of slogging through something that turns out to be not good.

Boys chase girls. Women chase men. Men chase history.

Jag vill inte dö, jag vill leva, men om hon dör finns det ingen plats för mig i den här världen.

Her deepest longing, perhaps, was to be loved unconditionally, and at the same time be left in peace. But she never told anyone. It is shameful and egotistical to hope for unconditional love and at the same time want to be left in peace.

The real trouble comes from not knowing what we really want in the first place.

We chase after ghosts and spirits and are left holding only memories and dreams. It's not that we want what we can't have; it's that we've held all we could want and then had to watch it slip away.

It was not living, it was vegetation. We longed for death.

I had a dream. I had an awesome dream.

A lot of people get so hung up on what they can't have that they don't think for a second about whether they really want it.

Lovers communicate not inside sentences, but between them. Passion lurks within interstice. It is grouting rather than bricks.

He didn't like to be seen needing it - as if hunger were a sign of weakness.

Only the untouched, the well-fed and contented, could possibly covet suffering like a designer jacket.

In truth we are bigger, greedier versions of the same eating, shitting, rutting ruck, hell-bent on disguising from somebody, if only from a three-year-old, that pretty much all we do is eat and shit and rut. The secret is there is no secret. that is what we really wish to keep fom our kids, and it's suppression is the true collusion of adulthood...

Desire was its own reward, and a rarer luxury than you'd think. You could sometimes buy what you wanted; you could never buy wanting it.

Lo, everything that made me pretty was intrinsic to motherhood, and my very desire that men find me attractive was the contrivance of a body designed to expel its own replacement.

Still, I may have been glad to scratch the dry surface of our day-to-day peaceableness the way Violetta had clawed the sere crust on her limbs, anything to get something bright and liquid flowing again, out in the open and slippery between our fingers.

Although the infertile are entitled to sour grapes, it's against the rules, isn't it, to actually have a baby and spend any time at all on that banished parallel life in which you didn't.