Quotes About Desire

Loretta, I love you. Not like they told you love is, and I didn't know this either, but love don't make things nice - it ruins everything. It breaks your heart. It makes things a mess. We aren't here to make things perfect. The snowflakes are perfect. The stars are perfect. Not us. Not us! We are here to ruin ourselves and to break our hearts and love the wrong people and *die*. The storybooks are *bullshit*. Now I want you to come upstairs with me and *get* in my bed!

How many decisions- including ones of great historical significance that impact millions of people- are made by men and women who are driven by personal motives rather than by a desire to do the right thing?

If wishes were horses, beggars would ride

That's the way to get the chicks for free. And getting the chicks for free is the only true pursuit for a grown-up male. Before puberty, of course, it's avoiding them like the plague.

Mr. Tyler's sexual

Wine giveth the desire but taketh the ability

What is really desired, under the name of riches, is, essentially, power over men; in its simplest sense, the power of obtaining for own own advantage the labour of servant, tradesman, and artist; in wider sense, authority of directing large masses of the nation to various ends.

She had to think seriously about Carver and Dannon. Dannon was well under control—he'd been her security man for four years, and for all four years had hungered for her. Not just for sex. He was in love with her. That was useful. Carver was cruder. He didn't want her total being, he just wanted to fuck her. If she wasn't available, somebody else would do. So her grip on him was more precarious.

You actually don't need to go out to the porn sites.

Might be worth it. I'm so goddamn horny the crack of dawn ain't safe.

Oh, bullshit," Jenkins said. "You do it because you like it, because you get that feeling in your balls like you're in a falling elevator, and you like it. We all like it. We get all grim and warriored-up about it, but the bottom line is, we like it." "That's somewhat true," Shrake admitted. "That's why Davenport does it: it's better than money," Jenkins said. "You guys bum me out sometimes," Virgil said.

Janey. A problem. He liked her, but only for a couple of hours at a time.

He wasn't a big fan of actual blood. He wanted submission, and sex, and . . . admiration? Well, fear, anyway. Respect.

love of money is the root of all evils.' Timothy, six-ten.

HADEN WAS WEARING SWEATPANTS and a T-shirt, with flip-flops, his hair wet from a shower, and Virgil said, "I don't want to hear about it. I'm so horny the light socket ain't safe.

Well, I miss my wife, you know, I said. But I also miss the feeling of, I don't know, comfort. The sense you're where you're supposed to be, with someone you're supposed to be with.

Anyway, I might have just gone on about porn too long.

Fear isn't the desire to avoid death or pain. Fear is rooted in the knowledge that what you recognize as yourself can cease to exist. Fear is existential.

So many people go through life without love. Wanting love. Hoping for love. Hungering for more of it than they have. Missing love when it was gone.

Fear isn't the desire to avoid death or pain. Fear is rooted in the knowledge that what you recognize as yourself can cease to exist.

the sick horror of unwillingly picturing his child's death, the hollow, horrible ache standing in that place in his life where his daughter had been, and mad, acidic desire to do something more than mourn.

Total Eclipse of the Heart

When power is within reach, few will wait patiently for it.

It was the 'he likes someone else and now I'm sad and want to go eat an entire pie' thing.