Quotes About Desire

Who ask don't get who don't ask don't want who don't want don't get who don't get don't care

Dreams are not only about money as it seems, From outside it may not be visible but it has endless beams, And most funny part of it is that dream never ends, If you reach your dream place then new dreams it amends.

A long, slow kiss. With mouths open. Teeth knocking. Tongues tangling. The kind my brother Marsh used to call a Saturday Night Special.

It isn't any particular person I want to lie down with and make my own. It isn't anybody at all. It is the feeling of being taken care of that I want to pin down and rock my hips against. Sling a leg across it and fall asleep. This longing for body comfort and security is familiar as my own face. The need is urgent. The need makes me stupid.

I thieve love. I beg for it. People want what they cannot have.

Why break the heart that never beat from love?

The Shelly he knew had tried too hard to be sexy. This woman didn't bother with make-up or fixing her hair. Yet she was damn near irresistible. For a second he imagined this babe chasing him around like Shelly had… and letting her catch him. He'd have that sundress off her in no time.

She never asked for too much. She just wanted to be ordinary.

A saudade é a única dor que me faz esquecer as outras dores.

Um homem salva-se se é vontade da sua vida. Os outros são só o alimento dessa vontade.

A saudade é um morcego cego que falhou fruto e mordeu a noite.

Quando se faz amor assim, de paixão total, fica-se longe das palavras. O encantamento é uma casa que tem o silêncio por tecto.

As mulheres, em instante, ficaram tema. Mulheres é bom quando não há amor, disse. Porque o amor é esquivadiço. A gente lhe monta casa, ele nasce no quintal. Vale a pena uma puta, miúdo. Gastamos o bolso, não o peito.

Mudam-se os tempos, desnudam-se as vontandes.

Toda a vida acreditei: amor é dois se duplicarem em um. Mas hoje sinto: ser um é ainda muito. De mais. Ambiciono, sim, ser o múltiplo de nada. Ninguém no plural. Ninguéns.

Quem pede sempre, não sabe querer.

Lo que ha sucedido es que, con el tiempo, he dejado de estar a la expectativa. Y quien deja de estar a la expectativa es porque ya ha dejado de vivir. Y por eso es por lo que huyo: tengo miedo de ser devorada. No por la ansiedad que habita en mí. Devorada por el vacío de no amar. Devorada por el deseo de ser amada.

Aquele lugar lhe deixava um frio interior. Afinal, todos queremos no peito o nó de um outro peito, o devolver da metade que perdemos ao nascer.

She had pushed the kiss into a small corner of her brain, and it only came out at night. It would trip about her head and run down and beat in her heart a bit, and not let her get any sleep at all.

He said, I like girls from broken homes who are crazy about chocolate and who love the rain. I've been waiting for a girl like that for a long time.

thirty-four-year-old Ohio-born physician, Oliver Meredith Wozencraft had contracted an acute case of wanderlust from the Argonauts passing through his hometown of New Orleans. Early in 1849 he left behind

believe in music in that way—if you want something to happen, you write a song about it.

Love, much akin to life, begins and ends with the heart. ...And the women? They're smoking!

Just thinking about the cake she was not eating made her cry.