Quotes About Desire

I can't deny that I desired her in that moment. Anyone would have.

The things you want, you never get them. And if you do, they're not what you thought they'd be. But you'd still do anything to keep them. Because you'd wanted them for so long.

Because there's a hundred ways sex can ruin you but there's no end to the ways love can.    Walking

Remember this," she says, glowing, her skin golden and life-marked, "you will have to fight your entire life. And that's why you'll always be better. Because you wanted it so much more.

I haven't had anything to drink in so long, I figured it'd be best to have something I'd probably never want two of.

Now that I'm caught up in it, I feel a whiff of panic. This is Diane. And just as before, we are thrown together, and just as before, we want the same thing. A prize, dangling.

It's hard, he told her, when everyone wants it so much but you're the one who has to do it.

There's a hundred ways sex can ruin you, but there's no end to the ways love can.

I don't care. I don't care. I have no shame. He ate away all my shame." "No wonder he's getting tired of you," Dara said. "I'm tired of you.

But this thing, this desire to be bossed around, dominated—such a cliché. Such an old, dusty woman thing she'd never understand. She'd never felt it herself.

Remember that kind of wanting? That kind that's just for yourself? And you don't even have to feel guilty about it? You wouldn't know you should." Katie

Love is a kind of killing, Addy," she says. "Don't you know that?

People will always try to scare you into things. Scare you away from things. Scare you into not wanting things you can't help wanting. You can't be afraid.

She hadn't learned, no one had taught her ... that the things you want, you never get them. And if you do, they're not what you thought they'd be. But you'd still do anything to keep them. Because you'd wanted them for so long.

we're all wanting things we don't understand. things we can't even name. The yearning so deep, like pinions over our hearts.

Because there's a hundred ways sex can ruin you but there's no end to the ways love can.

Then she said sometimes the ways boys need things so badly, like they could never stop needing, it almost scared her.

Now here was beautiful, vibrant Goldie, saying that we would be the best of friends, and I was foolish enough to think it was what I wanted above all else.

doesn't he come for us? Why does he want us to be poor?

In the end, for me, there was only this: desire and addiction and hunger, a craving that made the world look hard-edged and brutally lovely.

It was useless, as pointless as it ever was. "She's a succubus, you fool.

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Any man can be led by desire, Soph. But desire isn't love. Don't make the mistake of thinking it is.

Desire made fools of us all, did it not? What was more controlling than unconsummated desire? What but wanting sent men on fatal quests or led them to begin senseless wars? What else led to thievery or murder? It wasn't desire that was the enemy, but the inability to assuage it. Desire was only an emotion. It was no more evil than love.