Quotes About Desire

As soon as I get home, all I want to eat is seafood.

Building your own home is about desire, fantasy. But it's achievable; anyone can do it.

I am an unwilling devil. I cry like some vagrant child. I want to go home.

I feel just as hungry today as I did the day I left home.

I had rather be on my farm than be emperor of the world.

I find myself dreaming of doing normal things - like staying home and washing dishes.

The surroundings householders crave are glorified autobiographies.

Nothing wrong with wanting to go home.

Call'd to the temple of impure delight He that abstains, and he alone, does right. If a wish wander that way, call it home; He cannot long be safe whose wishes roam.

...how could I, fool that I am, go on sitting in my office, or here at home, instead of leaping onto a train with my eyes shut and opening them only when I am with you?

My mistress has come home; at last I've seen her. Now I'm ready to die.

Pet lovers know that animals sometimes understand us better than we do, and the annals of human sin and desire provide plenty of stories to drive the point home.

Who would die for this chance to be fed this death of pleasure with spoons, in their warm homes, alone, unmoving?

From ev'ry single window, I see your face. But when I reach a window there's an empty space.

Half an ear cocked, something in me, all night, every night, is waiting for you to come home.

I would like to have a home in the country that I could go to. First in this country and the other in the Mediterranean.

Society is based on discontent: people wanting more and more and more, being continually dissatisfied with their homes, their bodies, their decor, their clothes, everything.

If she just wanted to come home at night to eye candy with good hair, I could probably be that reasonably well.

I need it! I need it! It's a royal heirloom!" "Adrian?" "What are you doing here?" "Looking for you. Come on, we need to go. I'll drive you home." "No, I can't. Not until we get it. He stole it!

Pride avarice and envy are in every home.

When I kissed you, you didn't mind. I thought I tasted of too many cigarettes, but you tasted like wine.

I used her and she used me, but neither one cared, we were getting our share.

And I said, 'That last thing is what you can't get, Carlo. Nobody can get to that last thing. We keep on living in hopes of catching it once and for all.

I must really confess right here, the attraction was purely physical.