Quotes About Desire

Pretty much everything about you gets me hot.

They were having sex on Gifford's desk, if you must know." Lucas's eyes glinted. "His desk, huh?" "Yes." Amaryllis raised her chin, the better to look down her nose at him. "I would have thought it would have been extremely uncomfo rtable, but they appeared to enjoy it.

There were little velvet handcuffs and small whips involved. I'm not opposed to little velvet handcuffs and small whips in principle, you understand. At least, I don't think I am. I haven't actually tried any of those things. But somehow in that particular context they did not appeal.

In matters of money there's no such thing as enough.

There is love of course. And then there's life, its enemy.

It bothered me that whatever was waiting wasn't waiting for me

Il y a l'amour... Et puis il y a la vie, son ennemie.

What is this mania to love someone all one's life ? Why should we?

Pas envie de vivre... Qui se levait la première, le matin, rien que pour sentir l'air froid sur sa peau nue? Qui se couchait la dernière seulement quand elle n'en pouvait plus de fatigue, pour vivre encore un peu de la nuit? Qui pleurait déjà toute petite, en pensant qu'il y avait tant de petites bêtes, tant de brins d'herbe dans le pré et qu'on ne pouvait pas tous les prendre?

At male strip shows, it is still the women that we watch, the audience of women and their eager faces. They are more obscene than if they were dancing naked themselves.

Challenge, and not desire, lies at the heart of seduction.

Seduction is always more singular and sublime than sex and it commands the higher price.

And so one can imagine that in amorous seduction the other is the locus of your secret the other unknowingly holds that which you will never have the chance to know.

Not only does reality resist those who still criticize it, but it also abandons those who defend it. Maybe it is a way for reality to get its revenge from those who claim to believe in it for the sole purpose of eventually transforming it: sending back its supporters to their own desires.

Boone already felt in his bones that if he ever got his hands on Maddie, once would never be enough.

bThere is, indeed, nothing that man's nature seeks more eagerly than to be flattered.

What is a movie star? It is an illusion. It was everything I ever wanted to be, but it became a kind of shell, non? It was what made me famous and got me women. But it wasn't real.

It is difficult to live without opium after having known it because it is difficult, after knowing opium, to take earth seriously. And unless one is a saint, it is difficult to live without taking earth seriously.

The prettiest dresses are worn to be taken off.

A little too much is just enough for me.

Hunger is a funny thing. It has a kind of intelligence of it's own.

The passion of hatred is so long lived and so obstinate a malady that the surest sign of death in a sick person is their desire for reconciliation.

Everyone believes very easily whatever they fear or desire.

When I wrote to him, I wanted my letters to be sprightly, trivial, indifferent. In spite of myself, I imbued them with my love. I would have liked to make it seem powerful, sure of itself and sure of me, but I infused it, despite myself, with all my anxiety.