Quotes About Desire

All the things I really like to do are either illegal, immoral, or fattening.

You only break out the good stuff when you want something. Usually something that includes blood, death, and/or mayhem.

Sure she'd found males attractive. But wanting them? Needing to feel their skin? Taste their lips? Run her fingers through their hair as she growled and begged them for all things dirty? Not until now. Until Jean-Baptiste.

What was the point in satin and lace if it didn't make a man struggle to speak?

Dante to Abby: My God you are going to kill me. Again

Dammit, woman, you've been trying to get rid of me since I arrived in Hannibal," he rasped. "Why would you suddenly want me to stay?" She shrugged. "I'm a woman. I'm allowed to change my mind whenever I want, as many times as I want." "Convenient.

Women have this obsession with shoes.

When men see an attractive woman, they fantasize about sex. When women see an attractive man they fantasize about a relationship.

consider the implications. We think we know what we want, but we can never really know until we've got it. And sometimes when we have, we discover we never really wanted it in the first place - but then it's too late

It is a truth universally acknowledged that a single girl in possession of her right mind must be in want of a decent man.

I don't understand it myself, really. It's like the idea of him is better than the him of him

Why is it that when you discover you can't have something, you want it even more?

Books might be your passion but you can't fuck a paperback.

It's not getting what you want that's the hard part, it's deciding what you want.

You can't make yourself fall in love, just as you can't choose who you fall in love with.

She watched him in the glow of the lamplight, his broad shoulders hunched over the piano, his hair flopping over his face, and knew she couldn't fight her feelings for him any longer. Denying him wasn't going to make them go away. And looking at him right at this moment, she didn't want them to.

I never know what I'm going to want to curl up in bed with." I shrug. "How about a man?" she retorts.

It was the feeling she'd had when Sam had first kissed her in the pub. When he'd first put his lips against her. She didn't know if she'd imagined it or if it had just been the effects of the booze, but it had felt as if a thousand flash bulbs were going off in her brain. As if someone had turned on a very bright, very intense light. And she;d sure as hell never wanted to switch it off.

We think we know what we want, but we can never really know until we've got it. And sometimes when we have, we discover we never really wanted it in the first place - but then it's too late.

Put me down and I'll show you," said Scarlett. Rhett lowered her to her feet. His big hands closed on her shoulders, and he pulled her to him impatiently, then kissed her, briefly, firmly, and let her go. "I'd hate to be shot without getting what I came for," he said. She could hear the laughter in his voice. "Now, Scarlett, get us out of here.

If only" could break your heart.

In the desert we first make sure that a woman longs for the kiss, and then we kiss her without asking.

Think of opening your legs to my kiss, Anna," he commanded, watching how desire burned her and made her tremble, devouring her need. "Think of my tongue, my mouth, think how the heat will stir you, make you need what only I give you. How you will cry out, and beg for more.

It's necessary to have wished for death in order to know how good it is to live.