Quotes About Desire

She struggled to think of one day in more than fifteen years of life when instead of drifting along like a leaf on the river she'd simply grabbed what she wanted. The

Sometimes love is a pie. There just isn't enough to go around. Or OK, maybe there is enough love, but not enough time and attention, so you have to grab your piece, and then the pie smashes and you're fighting for crumbs...

This was against every rule I'd been reared by. I kissed her back.

Swiping's bad but if I was a swiper I'd swipe good stuff like cars and chocolates.

You can have this kind of love. You can have it. You just grab it. Of course the problem with having that love is that you can lose it, too.

He was a super shiny boy and I liked the shape of him. Under the blanket. In the shower. I liked his shadow on the street and his imprint on the sofa. I hated the smell of hair gel on his head, but I loved it on the pillow. I love the smell of losing someone.

Men and the pursuit of them are strongly intertwined with my mental health. I would say, in my defensive defense, that the problem with being a serial monogamist is, there isn't anybody random or unimportant: everybody you sleep with really means something, which is to say each of them is on your public record. At some point I wake up thinking, Fuck this! I don't want another man in my bed ever again. What I really want is a cat.

Your own love story? Your paramour may have had lovers before you. But no one has ever loved him the way you do. No one has ever heard music. Not the way you hear it. The songs are beautiful vampires, asleep in your iPod, coming alive at night, aglow. You can have them on your hours, yours to conduct. Music shapes us and we shape it.

And then, with the feather-green darkness pressed against the windows, he puts his filthy fingers on my scrubbed hope face and says, If I kiss you, it's all over. And then he does. And then it is.

There's a boy whose affection I am determined to hunt down and kill. It used to be material objects I felt I needed to be happy. It would make me feel stable if I had him. If I had someone like him, it would prove that I'm stable, and then I wouldn't have to do the work to get there. I am constantly looking for ways to cede control of my worries to someone, anyone.

Now here I am, seventeen with a bullet.

Have you ever eaten something appalling for breakfast, something really bad for you, a chocolate cake, and just thought, Fuck it, this is bad, I'd better keep going? Christ, this is making me feel horrible, I'd better have more?

It is essential that we realize once and for all that man is much more of a sex creature than a moral creature. The former is inherent, the other is grafted on.

All claims of education notwithstanding, the pupil will accept only that which his mind craves.

A la mayoría le importan poco los ideales o la integridad. Lo que anhela es exhibirse. Cuanto más horribles son las contorsiones mentales, mayor es el deleite y los bravos de la masa.

Man is being robbed not merely of the products of his labor, but of the power of free initiative, of originality, and the interest in, or desire for, the things he is making

Shooting Willoughby carrying Marianne up the path. ... Male strength -- the desire to be cradled again? ... I'd love someone to pick me up and carry me off. Frightening. Lindsay assures me I'd start to fidget after a while. She's such a comfort.

Una mujer a la que le gustan los frutos prohibidos y odia a los vigilantes de los parques públicos no puede ser del todo mala.

Your Heart's Desire is the Voice of God, and that Voice must be obeyed sooner or later.

You can have anything in life that you really want, but you must be prepared to take the responsibilities that go with it. God is ready the moment you are.

Doobie always wanted to see the badge. It was shiny, and he was eight.

Miss me? Bet you did ... so would I.

All we can hope for is that he will fall into the ocean with a bar of soap in his pocket.

The thought of revenge always gave her a warm fuzzy feeling.