Quotes About Desire

Tell me how all this, and love too, will ruin us.

You thought if you handed over your body he'd do something interesting.

Every morning the same big and little words all spelling out desire, all spelling out You will be alone always and then you will die .

So maybe I wanted to give you something more than a catalog of non-definitive acts, something other than the desperation.

You do this, you do. You take the things you love and tear them apart or you pin them down with your body and pretend they're yours.

I said kiss me here and here and here and you did.

Do we simply stare at what is horrible and forgive it? Here is the river, and here is the box, and here are the monsters we put in the box to test our strength against. Here is the cake, and here is the fork, and here's the desire to put it inside us, and then the question behind every question: What happens next?

Here is my hand, my heart, my throat, my wrist. Here are the illuminated cities at the center of me, and here is the center of me, which is a lake, which is a well that we can drink from, but I can't go through with it. I just don't want to die anymore.

the way he pulled his body in, out of shyness or shame or a desire not to disturb the air around him.

names of fire and flight and snow

I've been in your body, baby, and it was paradise.

There's a niche in his chest where a heart would fit perfectly and he thinks if he could just maneuver one into place— well then, game over.

while desire, like a monster, crawls up out of the lake

I had a dream about you. We were in the gold room where everyone finally gets what they want.

There's a thing in my stomach about this. A simple thing. The last rung.

And no one can ever figure out what you want, and you won't tell them

you're all I ever wanted / and worth dying for too

We were in the gold room where everyone finally gets what they want, so I said What do you want, sweetheart? and you said Kiss me.

just mash your lips against me.

His shoulder blots out the stars but the minutes don't stop. He covers my body with his body but the minutes don't stop.

There is no danger. It is not getting dark , we want to say.

I couldn't make you love me and I'm tired of pulling your teeth.

but will you let me kiss your neck, baby? Do I have to tie your arms down?

but will you let me kiss your neck, baby? Do I have to tie your arms down? Do I have to stick my tongue in your mouth like the hand of a thief, like a burglary like it's just another petty theft? It makes me tired, Henry. Do you see what I mean? Do you see what I'm getting at?