Quotes About Desire

Hey, my love, you came to me like wine comes to the mouth grown tired of water all the time You quench my heart. And love, you quench my mind.

O what a heaven is love! O what a hell!

Love is not the dying moan of a distant violin .. it's the triumphant twang of a bedspring

I know someday you'll have a beautiful life. I know you'll be a sun in somebody else's sky. But why can't it be mine?

The times may have changed, but the people are still the same. We're still looking for love, and that will always be our struggle as human beings.

Love in young men for the most part is not love but sexual desire, and its accomplishment is the end

Touch your lips just so I know in your eyes, love, it glows so I'm bare boned and crazy for you when you come crash into me, baby and I come into you...

Love is a spirit all compact of fire

All really great lovers are articulate, and verbal seduction is the surest road to actual seduction.

Better to love amiss than nothing to have loved

When I think of your kisses my mind see-saws.

In every living thing there is the desire for love.

First love is only a little foolishness and a lot of curiosity.

Love is a hole in the heart.

The pleasure of the act of love is gross and brief and brings loathing after it

If there's delight in love, 'tis when I see That heart, which others bleed for, bleed for me

Murder is born of love, and love attains the greatest intensity in murder

We conceal it from ourselves in vain - we must always love something. In those matters seemingly removed from love, the feeling is secretly to be found, and man cannot possibly live for a moment without it.

Love - a wildly misunderstood although highly desirable malfunction of the heart which weakens the brain, causes eyes to sparkle, cheeks to glow, blood pressure to rise and the lips to pucker

Whoever loves, if he do not propose the right true end of love, he's one that goes to sea for nothing but to make him sick

Love is basically like leaches .... They suck until they cant get enough of you. Until you find a catapillar that will turn into the butterfly that you have wished for all of your life. Then they just spread their wings and fly away.

Man will do many things to get himself loved; he will do all things to get himself envied

None love, but they who wish to love

Absence is the enemy of love