Quotes About Desire

By?am cielesno?ci?, pragnieniem, ??dz?, py?em, krwi?, sp?kanymi ustami, pokrytymi p?cherzami stopami, otartymi kolanami, st?uczonymi biodrami, lecz by?am te? szcz??liwa, ?e nie drzemi? na sofie pod kocem ze starcem u boku i dzieckiem na kolanach.

She is dark. He is fair. She comes from there. He comes from here. They like each other. It is an easy and lovely lust ...

A life without swimming every day was not a life I wanted.

If I see myself as an unwilling detective with a desire for justice, does that make her illness an unsolved crime? If so, who is the villain and who is the victim? Attempting to decipher her aches and pains, their triggers

I can see from that glint in your bleary eyes you want to light your second cigar of the evening and summon a few demons. Oh don't deny it... don't deny it... like all people who feel uncomfortable in an uncomfortable world you want to make a map. Well let me tell you it is difficult to make a map in splintered times when whole worlds and histories collide.

Stolen waters are sweet, and bread eaten in secret places is pleasant. —JACOB CATS, Moral Emblems, 1632

You have bewitched me body and soul, and I love, I love, I love you. And wish from this day forth never to be parted from you.

Sophia will not come. How mad he is to imagine, for a moment, that she might. Why should she risk everything for him? He can offer her nothing, only love.

If the poet says that he can inflame men with love, which is the central aim in all animal species, the painter has the power to do the same, and to an even greater degree, in that he can place in front of the lover the true likeness of that which is beloved, often making him kiss and speak to it. —LEONARDO DA VINCI, Notebooks

This boy who made her feel like she was twenty again. Made her feel ridiculous, yes, idiotic. Made her feel crazy and awkward and wild.

Cine sus?ine c? nu exist? dragoste, n-a fost niciodat? îndr?gostit

Reading was only part of the thrill that a book represented. I got a dizzy pleasure from the weight and feel of a new book in my hand, a sensual delight from the smell and crispness of the pages. I loved the smoothness and bright colors of their jackets. For me, a stacked, unread pyramid of books was one of the sexiest architectural designs there was, because what I loved most about books was their promise, the anticipation of what lay between the covers, waiting to be found.

You're so beautiful. I can't believe you're almost mine.

When we turn to sin, whatever it is—lying, gossiping, sexual immorality—we are doing it because we are trying to solve a problem.

whatever comes easily to us we turn away from, but that which slips away from us we will pursue to the ends of the earth.

He believed there was nothing impossible if you desired it enough to work for it. He loved helping people live up to their potential.

I wish you could make this go away.

Asmara. Tidak bisa dipahami, cuma bisa dirasakan akibatnya.

Kehangatan terpancar dari mata mereka. Tidak lagi bergejolak, tetapi hangat. Hangat yang tampaknya kekal. Bukankah itu yang semua orang cari?

Eva, stop,' he moaned. 'A kiss from me could kill you...' 'Then it would be a good death,' I breathed, taking his face in my hands. And when our lips met, I knew that wherever this love took me, it was a place I wanted to go.

I wanted to be a rich, famous rock-and-roll star in that order.

Tipping her head back, he bracketed her face. "Death and the deuce, but I love you, Billy girl." He kissed her again. She pressed herself against him. Neither noticed the rain, only the storm that brewed inside them.

She shoved open his shirt, then wrenched his undershirt from his trousers and scrunched it up to his armpits with a quick strokes. Lips parting, she swept her gaze from his torso to his eyes. Jaw clamped against the spasm, he managed a wink. "Not bad for a dying man, huh?

We have some talking we need to do." She swallowed, but said nothing. He kneaded her waist while caressing her ribs with his thumbs. "I want to kiss you." Her gaze dropped briefly to his mouth. "Why?" A reason. He needed to give her a reason. "That's what we need to talk about.