Quotes About Desire

No había nada que yo amara mas que tentar a Dimitri. Bueno, aparte de besarlo.

His eyes were so dark and deep that I wanted to dive right in.

Era de la realeza Moroi, y estaba tan bueno, debería llevar una placa que pusiese PRECAUCIÓN: INFLAMABLE.

I couldn't be Mason's girlfriend because when I imagined someone holding me and whispering dirty things in my ear, he had a Russian accent.

I was awash on a sea of desire, drowning in everything about her. Her passion answered mine as she murmured my name and clung to me so tightly that her nails dug into my skin, as though she feared she might lose me if she let go.

She managed to look like a perfect, pissed-off Alchemist. Now I wanted to kiss her more than ever.

It was another horrible yet almost laughable moment. Cupcakes and birthday car sex had been my undoing.

With Adrian, every touch . . . every action between us . . . well, it was all enhanced by our love. How did people have sex without that? That was a question I had no interest in exploring.

Simplemente te amaré me quieras o no.

After several moments of hesitation, Olive nodded and stepped off the porch. Sydney understood my cautious approach and quietly kept her distance. Rose, on the other hand, clearly wanted to come with Olive and me, but I gave her a quick shake of the head. Dimitri rested his hand on her arm to emphasize the point.

Ever had that happen? Once you can't have something, you want it that much more." "Yes," he said bitterly. "It happens all the time.

We'd get one precious hour of making out or talking—usually making out, made more frantic by the pressure bearing down on us—and

In these moments, my thoughts were usually focused on getting her shirt off and whether I'd get past the bra this time. So far, I hadn't.

She sat up, cheeks flushed and golden hair tousled. She was so beautiful that it made my soul ache.

She was so beautiful that it made my soul ache. I always wished desperately that I could paint her in these moments and immortalize that look in her eyes. There was a softness in them that I rarely saw at other times, a total and complete vulnerability in someone who was normally so guarded and analytical in the rest of her life. But although I was a decent painter, capturing her on canvas was beyond my skill.

God made you to love you, and he longs for you to love him back. He says, "I don't want your sacrifices—I want your love; I don't want your offerings—I want you to know me.

Homosexuality is not a political choice; it is dictated by the imperatives of desire.

We generally have what we need. The general misperception is that we need what we want.

Pa još se uopšte nisam privikao ovom svetu, koji mi se ?ini dobar. Šta ?u u nekom drugom ? Tako bih rado ostao me?u zna?enjima koja sam zavoleo, pa ako se ve? nešto mora promeniti želeo bih da bar smem živeti me?u psima, koji imaju srodan svet i iste stvari.

Eines ist, die Geliebte zu singen. Ein anderes, wehe, jenen verborgenen schuldigen Fluß-Gott des Bluts.

A thousand Dreams within me softly burn

Sex makes monkeys out of all of us. If you don't give in to it, you wind up a cold, unfeeling bastard. If you do, you spend the rest of your life picking up the pieces. . . .

I began to wonder if girls could marry girls, because I was sure I wanted to marry Leota and look in her green eyes forever. But I would only marry her if I didn't have to do the housework. I was certain of that. But if Leota really didn't want to do it either, I guessed I'd do it. I'd do anything for Leota.

That's all I think I ever wanted, to go my own way and maybe find some love here and there.