Quotes About Desire

Daphnis is beautiful, yes, but so are the flowers. His pipe sends forth beautiful sounds, yes, but so do the nightingales. But no words come to me about those things. I wish that I could be his pipe so he could breathe into me all day. — - Longus, Daphnis and Chloe

For this will cure him that is sick, and rouse him that is in dumps; one that has loved, it will remember of it; one that has not, it will instruct. For there was never any yet that wholly could escape love, and never shall there be any, never so long as beauty shall be, never so long as eyes can see. But help me that God to write the passions of others; and while I write, keep me in my own right wits.

There is no greater glory than love, nor any great punishment than jealously.

Will is the pimp of appetite.

Creer que un cielo en un infierno cabe, dar la vida y el alma a un desengaño: esto es amor. Quien lo probó lo sabe.

If you want to live With all I have to give I need to feel true love Or it's got to end, yeah

I'm never satisfied Honey my appetite Is keeping me up at night I'm going crazy for more of your love I need you all the time You bring me back to life I'm going crazy for more of your love

Don't wreck a sublime chocolate experience by feeling guilty. Chocolate isn't like premarital sex. It will not make you pregnant. And it always feels good.

I am yours," he whispered. "I live to hold you, Risa. I breathe to touch you.

Wolves eat cats for dinner. By God, I wanna be a wolf. ~Kane Tyler~

But I might—" he bit out. "Tell me you're not a fucking virgin." "No, I'm not a fucking virgin. Virgins have yet to fuck, remember?

What am I going to do with you? I have suggestions, but this might not be the place for them.

Red Riding Hood ran from her wolf," he told her with an edge of amusement. "Red Riding Hood didn´t know what the hell she was missing

I am not in the least forbidden. You may sample me all you choose.

Love is like cigarettes. It gives you a little pleasure while you're at it, but leaves you with a bad taste in your mouth and a pain in your chest.

Men like to pleasure us, girl. They like to undo our plaits and give us water to drink from their own mouths. That's what makes the world go round.

What's the furthest corner? Because that's where I want to be, alone with the only thing that I love.

Let the skein never end of I love you you love me, ever burnt with decrepit sun and old moon; for whatever you don't give me and I don't ask of you will be for death, which does not leave even a shadow on trembling flesh.

The still pool of your mouth under a thicket of kisses.

I am ashamed to tell you how much I should like to hear from you, because you will suspect that I only want a supplement to the Times, or a later edition of the Echo.

Love without passion is dreary; passion without love is horrific.

Lovers may be - and indeed generally are - enemies, but they never can be friends, because there must always be a spice of jealousy and a something of Self in all their speculations.

Who loves, raves.

Sweet is revenge - especially to women.