Quotes About Desire

With each step my heart broke for the person I would never find, the person who'd love me.

All men hear is blah, blah, blah, blah, SEX, blah, blah, blah, FOOD, blah, blah, blah, BEER.

Out of need springs desire, and out of desire springs the energy and the will to win.

We have got to have a dream if we are going to make a dream come true.

Chase your passion, not your pension.

No wonder the priests spoke of temptation's lure. Sin was thrilling, indeed.

He tasted like chocolate, smelled like heaven, and felt like home. How

What else can you do?" Gram asked "Live without love? Keep a houseful of cats? Pah! What kind of life is that? How lonely an existence. Love's not always easy, but it's worth it. You'll never find happiness if you let fear stand in the way of what you truly desire

Two more days?" "Eager to see me go?" That knowing grin. He did things to her insides, and he knew it.

A curly wisp of hair had come loose from her updo, kissing the side of her face. Seth longed to brush it behind her ear, to feel the silky smoothness of her skin under the pad of his thumb. He clenched his fist before he followed through and got his hand smacked away.

Would you like to dance?" She arched a delicate brow. "With you?" He reached for his drink. "I'll take that as a no." "Feel free to ask someone else, Murphy." He wasn't leaving her now, even if he wanted to dance with someone else—and he didn't.

He cupped her face, his eyes mingling with hers. "Stay," he whispered. "Please." She could deny him nothing when he looked at her that way. When he spoke to her that way. They'd stay for a week. Just one more week. What would it hurt?

He didn't want to share his life with a couple stinky cowboys. He wanted Shay back. He wanted them to be a family, Shay, Olivia, and him. He wanted to share Shay's bed, to wake up and see her face every morning for the rest of his life. He wanted to hear Olivia call for "Dad" again and know she was calling for him.

She traced the shape of those lips. They were damp and plush and too far away. "You have really nice lips. I missed them." One side of them kicked up, his eyes opening. "Is that all you missed?" She couldn't count on both hands everything she'd missed about Beau. About the Callahans, about Summer Harbor.

Her smile made him want to stare at her all afternoon. He thought of Willow's cousin. Her beauty was no rival for Meridith's pixie chin and guileless eyes. "I'll

As much as he might lie to himself, tell himself it was real, it wasn't. All the public displays in the world didn't give him the right to kiss her or hold her or even touch her. Her response made that clear enough. And yet, he'd thought he'd seen something in her eyes. Something promising. Something hopeful. Maybe Layla's feelings were starting to change. Maybe she'd be willing to give him another chance. Or maybe it was only wishful thinking.

There was warmth and affection in his gaze. A tender caring that made her want to stretch toward him like a sunflower reaching toward the sun's heat.

Jade's heart had already been shattered into a thousand pieces, and there was no putting it back together. Even if there were, Jade wasn't interested. Loving Aaron had been like magic, but losing him had been a kind of hell she never wanted to experience again.

She did love him. Maybe it wasn't quite the same, but it was close enough. The closest he'd ever dreamed of having, and he was going to take it. He'd be a fool not to.

His heart stirred with a yearning desire. Desire to protect her, desire to hold her and love her.

Since Stephen had arrived, Jake had gone over and over the way Meridith had greeted him. The way he'd greeted her, with an apathetic kiss and a tame hello. If it had been him, missing his woman for weeks, he'd have swept her into his arms and kissed her until they were both breathless. He didn't get it. Movement

He remembered the way she looked wearing his hat, remembered the warmth of her in his arms as they danced, their first kiss in the barn when he'd been rocked by the riot she'd caused inside him. There was nothing he didn't remember. Including the way she looked at him, like he hung the moon and the stars. It was the look Dylan referred to, the one that convinced his friend her feelings were real. Wade would give anything to have her here now, looking at him like that.

And on our lips the blood of berries before we kiss

I wanted to know all the bones in your spine, all the pores of your skin, tendrils of body hair. To let all of my skin, my hands, ankles, shoulders, breasts, even my shadow, be forever imprinted with whatever of you is forever unknown of me.