Quotes About Desire

We can't have change without loss, which is why so often people say they want change but nonetheless stay exactly the

no memory, no desire.

The things we protest against the most are often the very things we need to

Her dreams felt so far out of reach. She'd faced one of them tonight, faced him in four-inch heels. But four-inch heels didn't make her any younger. She couldn't click her four-inch heels together and find her true way home. Four inches didn't bring her any closer to happiness. Four inches didn't erase the past.

We may have to face God's truth about our pain--it is real, but we must be careful not to get God and life mixed up. God does not cause the pain and sorrow. He suffers with us and desires to comfort us as only he can.

And just because she was crossing her fingers didn't mean her wish would come true.

Chocolate is not a matter of life and death--it's more important than that.

He handed her the other half of his candy bar. She stared at it like it was a brick of gold. I'm on a diet. But she took it. A see-food diet, apparently. I see food and I eat it.

Okay, first of all, I didn't sleep with you to make amends. I slept with you because I wanted to." He still didn't say anything, and she pointed at him again. "And you know what? It was your own damn fault. It was those jeans you wear, and the tool belt. It was the size of your hammer!

It was not enough. It was too much. It was everything.

The smile made her want to hug him, and maybe love him up some more. Stupid smile.

He knew he had no right to touch her, crave her like air, but he did both. And when he put his mouth on hers, he recognized the taste of her, like she'd been made just for him.

Beneath her cheek, his heart was thumping steadily. Definitely faster than his usual near-hibernation beat. Lifting her head, she flashed him a tight smile. "I get to you." "Are you kidding? You own me," he said, his voice running over her like silk.

Her entire body quivered. What is it about me that you're attracted to? For starters, the sexy underwear you put on beneath your clothes. You've only seen my underwear once. Twice, he said. I looked down your top at the pier. You did not. Pink-and-white polka-dot bra. Oh my God. That's what I was thinking. -Mallory and Ty

She nodded, her gaze locked on his mouth. He could tell she wanted it on hers, and for once, they were perfectly in sync. Having no idea what he was doing, he kissed her again, another no-holds-barred, tongues tangling, rock-his-fucking-world kiss that left him staggered and her apparently unable to speak as they tore apart for air and waited for the world to right itself. Didn't happen.

A small part of her secretly hoped she caught him in bed. But that really was a very small part. The bigger part hoped he was in the shower.

It's the kissing! The stupid kissing! It's like he kissed all the vital brain cells right out of my head!

Hell, Grace. I'd go to Australia to visit you. I don't care about the job, or where you lay your head down at night, as long as your heart's mine.

When everyone just shook their heads, he unbuttoned his shirt and, oh good Lord, shrugged out of it, bunching it up to slip beneath her head like a pillow. Don't look at him, she told herself. Don't look— She looked. Sweet Jesus.

Matt? Yeah? A barely there sigh escaped her lips. I really want to sleep with you, but... Damn, he said. That was a great sentence right up to the 'but'. -Amy and Matt

What? Get tired of the way he looks at me as if I'm his entire life? Get over the fact that for the first time ever, someone wants me for me? That the man somehow actually enjoys making me happy? Jade stared at her. The ice cream... I'll buy a lifetime supply of ice cream. Hell, I'll even pretend he's right some of the time... it's worth it. He's worth it. And you know what? So am I.

I don't want to dig him or his sexy self. But I keep losing my clothes when I'm with him.

She was like a drug. The most addicting kind, and he had a problem—he was pretty sure that she was developing feelings for him. He had no idea what to do with that, or with is own feelings, which were definitely getting in his way. This whole no emotional attachment thing had gone straight to shit. Because Mallory Quinn was emotionally attached to every person she ever met, and she had a way of making that contagious. He craved contact with her in a way that he wasn't experienced with.

I'm not too chicken, she said. I know exactly what I want. I honestly thought I could do this with you, the whole friends-with-benefits thing. She slowly shook her head, her eyes suspiciously shiny. But as it turns out, I can't. Now with you, Adam. With you, I want it all. (...) It's not that simple for me, he heard himself say. Of course it is. Life is as simple as you make it, Adam. You're born. You live. You die. I don't plan on dying without doing the living part, though.