Quotes About Desire

Observando detenidamente las delicadas formas del muñeco, pensaba lo fácil que era desear cosas durante la niñez. Entonces no hay imposibles. Cuando uno crece se da cuenta de todo lo que no se puede desear porque es algo prohibido, pecaminoso. Indecente.

for some reason, he didn't want her to look back at him with rejection or reciprocal challenge. He definitely didn't want her to look at him as if she was mentally gauging her ability to kill him to defend herself. He wanted her to look at him like she looked at his chocolate, as if she was absorbing strength and happiness. And was in no hurry to leave it. It turned his heart all funny to think of being looked at by her that way.

She was flushed, panting, and pissed off at him. The Holy Trinity of turn-ons, and he couldn't resist grabbing her hand and pulling her in for a kiss, but before his mouth connected, he got a sharp shove to the solar plexus.

He had come to Austin because he needed something, and she wanted him as uncomfortable as possible while he asked for whatever it was.

The wings and the golden weather and the tang of frost in the mornings made Laura want to go somewhere. She did not know where. She wanted only to go.

The days never have been long enough to do the things I would like to do. Every year has held more of interest than the year before." . . .

Almanzo knew that in the whole world there was nothing so beautiful, so fascinating, as beautiful horses. When he thought that it would be years and years before he could have a little colt to teach and take care of, he could hardly bear it.

but I'd hate to want 'em and not have 'em." "Oh what is it? What is it?" Laura asked, jumping up

Almanzo could only look longingly at the eager three-year-olds. He just touched their velvety noses, and then he went quickly away from them, and put on his barn frock over his good school-clothes.

I want the drumstick! I want the drumstick!

did hope that somehow Mary could go. "Oh, bother! I've miscounted

He stood looking down at her for a moment, holding both her shoulders. Then he bent and planted a kiss full on her mouth. Olympia pulled back in shock, but he held her fast. His mouth opened a little over hers, the dark stubble of his beard scratching her chin. His fingers tightened on her shoulders. 'Oh, God,' she thought, between terror and bliss.

Just how much renunciation of desire does society demand of us versus the degree of gratification it provides?

Wanting more is a step on the way to a political idea, or so say political theorists, and ideas can have a way of turning themselves into demands.

Using love to escape love, groping for love outside the home - it's kind of like smoking and wearing a nicotine patch at the same time: two delivery systems for an addictive chemical substance that feels vitally necessary to your well-being at the moment, even if likely to wreak unknown havoc in the deepest fibers of your being at some unspecified future date.

Love is also a way of forgetting what the question is. Using love to escape love, groping for love outside the home - it's kind of like smoking and wearing a nicotine patch at the same time: two delivery systems for an addictive chemical substance that feels vitally necessary to your well-being at the moment, even if likely to wreak unknown havoc in the deepest fibers of your being at some unspecified future date.

Love is also a way of forgetting what the question is. Using love to escape love, groping for love outside the home to assuage the letdowns of love at home - it's kind of like smoking and wearing a nicotine patch at the same time: two delivery systems for an addictive chemical substance that feels vitally necessary to your well-being at the moment, even if likely to wreak unknown havoc in the deepest fibers of your being at some unspecified future date.

Whatever you want, at any moment, someone else is getting it. Whatever you have, someone else is longing for.

If you give a mouse a cookie, he is sure to want a glass of milk.

I wanted you to choose this. To choose me. But it isn't always possible for two people to want the same thing. I want you, and that will have to be enough for both of us.

Any morsel that wasn't low-calorie was "sinful," "naughty," "gobble gobble gobble," "heavy sinning," or "a cruel but devastating lover." Just

She craved solitude, but not infinite solitude.

It's amazing what you can do, if you just study what people want to hear said and then say it to them!

I couldn't take my eyes off him. Like a desert wanderer afraid of mirages, I gazed at my oasis, but he was real.