Quotes About Desire

I wanted all of her and resented other boys for wanting any part of her.

He'd lost track of what he wanted, and since who a person was what a person wanted, you could say that he'd lost track of himself.

What made drugs perpetually so sexy was the opportunity to be other. Years after he'd figured out that pot only made him paranoid and sleepless, he still got hard-ons at the thought of smoking it. Still lusted for that jailbreak.

Whatever else happened, she wanted a dog in her life.

I had a Viking sense of entitlement to whatever provisions I could plunder.

Power, power, power: how could the world be organized around the struggle for a thing so lonely and oppressive in the having of it?

compliments were like a beverage she was unconsciously smart enough to deny herself even one drop of, because her thirst for them was infinite.

He felt like a helium balloon straining skyward on a slender string.

To paraphrase Frank Zappa, she'd thought it was a man she wanted, but instead it was a muffin.

The guiding principle of Martin's personality, the sum of his interior existence, was the desire to be left alone. If all those years he'd sought attention, even novelty, and if he still relished them, then that was because attention proved him different and solitude begins in difference.

When a smoker says he wants to quit but can't, what he's really saying is, "I want to quit but I want even more not to suffer the agony of withdrawal." To argue otherwise is to jettison any lingering notion of personal responsibility.

Life a miserable contradiction, endless desire but limited supplies, your birth just a ticket to your death:

You see a person with kids," she said, "and you see how happy they are to be a parent, and you're attracted to their happiness. Impossibility is attractive. You know, the safety of dead-ended things.

The man who 'forgets' his toothbrush in a woman's house is a man who wants to come back.

How well aware the body was of what it wanted. How quickly it gleaned the news it could use.

He may not have been exactly what she wanted in a man, but he was unsurpassable in providing the rabid fandom which, at the time, she needed even more than romance.

When the sex is persuasively rendered, it tends to read autobiographically, and there are limits to my desire for immersion in a stranger's biochemistry.

For the next two hours Denise mainly paid attention to her hand, which she'd laid on the sofa cushion within easy reach of Robin's. The hand wasn't comfortable there, it wanted to be retracted, but she didn't want to give up hard-won territory. When the movie ended they watched TV, and then they were silent for an impossibly long time, five minutes or a year, and still Robin didn't take the warm, five-fingered bait. Denise would have welcomed some pushy male sexuality right around now.

His life was much fuller than hers, and the breathing space this gave her was welcome. If she wanted his complete attention again, all she had to do was put his hands on her body; he was not undoglike himself in this regard.

His problem consisted of a burning wish not to have done the things he'd done.

Impossibility is attractive.

La gente è venuta in questo paese per cercare soldi o libertà. Se non hai i soldi, ti aggrappi ancora più rabbiosamente alle tue libertà.

Joey wished there were some different world he could belong to, some simpler world in which a good life could be had at nobody else's expense.

An odd thing about beauty, however, is that it's absence tends not to arouse our sympathy as much as other forms of privation do.