Quotes About Desire

It's like nothing else exists in the world right now except him, me, touching, exploring, longing, needing, sharing, having. So much for my straight-edge vow, because I am drunk on our ing's.

The more he gives me, the more I want.

But I couldn't concentrate on writing in the notebook. I wanted to live inside it, not write in it.

I want that. The getting younger with each step, because of anticipation, in hope and belief.

I want to have fun. I don't want commitment and I love you.

Fuck her. Fuck her for getting in that cab. Fuck her for fucking with my mind. Fuck her for not knowing what she wants. Fuck her for dragging me into it. Fuck her for being such a fantastic kisser. Fuck her for ruining my favorite band. Fuck her for barely saying a word to me before she left. Fuck her for not waving. Fuck her for getting my hopes up. Fuck her for making my hopes useless. Fuck her for taking off with my fucking jacket. Fuck me.

Fuck me for always getting into situations like this. Fuck me for caring. Fuck me for not knowing the words that would've made her stay. Fuck me for not knowing what I want. Fuck me for wavering. Fuck me for not kissing her back the right way. Fuck me for getting my hopes up. Fuck me for not having more realistic hopes. Fuck me for giving her my fucking jacket. Fuck.

And I find myself saying, "It wasn't really about her." And finding it's true. "What do you mean?" Norah asks. "It was about the feeling, you know? She caused it in me, but it wasn't about her. It was about my reaction, what I wanted to feel and then convinced myself that I felt, because I wanted it that bad. That illusion. It was love because I created it as love." Norah

People who want things to be perfect are always impossible to please. But that doesn't mean we should stop trying. Even if their expectations aren't correct, their instincts

Freedom.' He pauses a moment to reflect on the F-word. 'Sometimes I think it's an idea that enslaves us. We're never free from hungering for the notion that we can even have freedom. When perhaps it's the very idea of it that causes us to suffer.

It was about the feeling, you know? She caused it in me, but it wasn't about her. It was about my reaction, what I wanted to feel and then convinced myself that I felt, because I wanted it that bad. That illusion. It was love because I created it as love." Norah

Well sure, who doesn't need a boyfriend? But realistically, those exotic creatures are hard to come by. At least a quality one.

For sure, the last thing I was going to write to her was All I want for Christmas is you.

This is why I should consider breaking my straight-edge vow. Beer most certainly would help this situation. It probably couldn't make it any worse. Basic

What's the one thing we want when it comes to the people we love? Time. And what's the scariest thing about how love goes? Time. The thing we want the most is the thing we fear the most, I guess. Time is going to run out. But in the meantime we have... everything.

I may have a potty mouth, but I do not get caught in illicit sexual encounters in Marriotts, for fuck's sake. I guess I could be open to a Ritz-Carlton or a Four Seasons, but a Marriott, no fucking way! Yet here I am. And there's nowhere else I'd rather be. What spell has this boy cast on me? I

I felt a sense of longing for him such as I've never experienced in my lifetime for any person, or even for any pet.

Well sure, who doesn't need a boyfriend? But realistically, those exotic creatures are hard to come by.

What do I want for Christmas?" He looked thoughtful for a second, then said, "World peace?" "Not helpful!

Because I'm so tired of worshipping breakable things. Because I wanted to see the impulse through. Because I wanted to see the look on their faces. Because I wanted to do something that I've kept inside of me so they could see what's been inside me all this time.

The point is that I really don't want to break up with me. In fact, what I'd like is for us to do the opposite of break up with each other. Break into each other!Boomer offered. Both Lily and I shivered in horror at this wording. I figured that was a good sign.

It's the great male fantasy-all it takes is one dance to know that she's the one. All it takes is the sound of her song from the tower, or a look at her sleeping face. And right away you know-this is the girl in your head, sleeping or dancing or singing in front of you. Yes, girls want princes, but boys want their princesses just as much.

They could pretend when they were alone. Lie to themselves about what this was between them. Hell, he could invent a million reasons why he'd stalked over and staked his claim here. But the truth lay behind the sound of her moan and Tyler's answering groan. Kissing Sherry wasn't about her damn rules. It wasn't to save his career. This woman was in his arms because he wanted her there.

Falling in love should be the easiest thing in the world, but it's not.