Quotes About Desire

Why is it that you and I suppose that if we want something, it must come to pass?" Charles's lips quirked up into a smile so colored by grief that it felt almost as if other people had been brought by that tiny expression into the hushed solitude of the chamber. "There's an old saying: 'be careful what you wish for; you might get it.

What's wrong with writing about love? Everybody longs for love.

I wanted to rest my eyes on green meadows. I wanted to sit on green grass under the shade of a green tree. I wanted to eat cool green salads. I longed for arugula tossed with olive oil and parmesan, for asparagus tips dripping with melted butter, for a salad of sweet and bitter green leaves. Most of all, I longed for fish and parsley soup.

WELCOME TO THE UNDERWORLD! MORTALS EVERYWHERE ARE DYING TO GET IN

Aber jede noch so kleine Verbesserung meines Zustandes entfernte mich weiter von George, und in Wahrheit war seine Gesellschaft die einzige, nach der mich verlangte. Ich empfand es als Verrat, dass ich lernte ohne ihn zu leben.

Wie sehr wollte ich sie vor dem Schmerz des Erinners bewahren.

Thank you for listening, he wrote. Dear Beautiful, he wrote. I know I can trust you, he wrote. I think of you all day, he wrote. I wonder how you taste, he wrote. Secret-keeper, he wrote.

If you had a daily printout from the brain of an average twenty-four-year-old male, it would probably go like this: sex, need coffee, sex, traffic, sex, sex, what an asshole, sex, ham sandwich, sex, sex , etc

She knew that doting on the dream made the pain worse, but she could not stop herself.

The thought of him was a smoky cloud from hell that moved and crept in her head.

What's bred in the bones, when you have bones, comes through. And they looked at her, watched her, wanted to squirt her full of baby juice.

I remember, in hot floods, the way he slept, still as death, with his face washed flat, stony as a carved tomb and exquisite. His weakness and his ravening bitter needs were terrible, and beautiful, and irresistible as an earthquake. He scalded or smothered anyone he needed, but his needing and the hurt that it caused me were the most life I have ever had. Remember what a poor thing I have always been and forgive me.

All he had to do to make me like him was need me. All he had to do to make Arty like him was drop dead.

Grownups can deal with scraped knees, dropped ice-cream cones, and lost dollies, but if they suspected the real reasons we cry they would fling us out of their arms in horrified revulsion. Yet we are small and as terrified as we are terrifying in our ferocious appetites

I think, she began quietly, I think we want... not just bread for our bellies. We want more than only bread. We want food for our hearts, our souls. We want- how to say it? We want, you know- Puccini music.... we want for our beautiful children some beauty. She leaned over and kissed the curl on her finger. We want roses....

Intoxicated as he was with the heavens, he could not imagine needing anything on earth.

He didn't want to die. He had hardly begun to live.

It was terrible of you, Shanna pouted, but her eyes danced as they turned askance to meet his. I could have left, you know. I was that angry. I would have followed you, Ruark assured with a flash of white teeth. You have my heart and my baby. You would not have escaped.

Tell me you don't feel what I feel when I hold you. Tell me you don't tremble when I touch you, he whispered huskily, and then try to tell me you don't want me to make love to you.

They both had that in common, the desire to be needed, to know that they made someone's life a little better.

A man travels the world over in search of what he needs and returns home to find it.

A woman can never be too rich or too thin or too young, truly.

Frequent Wishing on the Gracious Moon

Seduction is nothing more than knowing that you want someone and then showing them, very gradually, very deliberately, that you do. It's the way you do it – reveal, tease, ignore, take it back – that makes it seduction.