Quotes About Desire

And trust, yes, which is important, but that is what I aim towards. Now that is difficult for some people, and with that desire to get things as good as possible, I would say that I'm probably regarded as quite prickly to work with.

Hope is a most beautiful drug.

I've never had a desire to be famous. Lots of actors are actually extremely shy. I have shy areas.

I was thinking how I'd like to die and come back. I'd like to become invisible when I didn't want to do things, and then carry on living when I did. That way I could avoid punishment.

I know it's a cliche but I never wanted to be famous. I don't believe anybody wants to be famous.

For the materialist, advertising becomes the powerful drug that feeds the addiction. Advertising prays on one's sense of inadequacy and loneliness. It promises that products and services will enhance a person's personality and identity and make him or her more appealing

The money buys the drugs, the drugs work harder and harder to trick your blackened dopamine receptors into giving a damn about living. At some point you make a choice: fight your need the rest of your goddamned long-suffering life, or fill your need until it disappears into the grave with you.

When you have kids, you just love them. It's similar to when you're in love with someone. You just think they are so cool and want to be around them all the time, but what if she starts being embarrassed and only giving me charity visits? I want her to actually want to see me, so that's what I'm going for!

No man is poor who does not think himself so. But if in a full fortune with impatience he desires more, he proclaims his wants and his beggarly condition.

Curiosity is the direct incontinence of the spirit.

Hey, it's not like I was saving myself for the day you had a body again, so don't get excited." "Too late." He curved his fingers around my jaw and kissed me, hard enough to turn my limbs to liquid fire.

He whispered against my mouth. "Wait for me, Aura.

I suppressed another shiver - I did not want Zachary taking off any more clothes on my account.

Zachary leaned in, and I thought he was going to kiss me. Instead he pressed his cheek to mine and held it there. It felt more intimate than a kiss.

With my eyes closed and my memories open, I could almost feel his hands and mouth on my skin.

He knelt and slowly ran his hand down my arm, his lids heavy and his lips parted. "Aura . . . where can I touch you?" "Anywhere." His hand left my arm and drifted to the rise of my hip bone. "And where can I kiss you?" I took a deep breath, long past ready for the future. "Everywhere.

I open my eyes. Yech, boyfriend thoughts, the kind I haven't had since I was a teenager. It's one thing to imagine Shane naked and slathered in olive oil, but another animal entirely to picture us cuddling.

As he presses me against the car and his fingers tangle in my hair, I find myself hoping-and fearing-that I'll never be the object of such a love, one that could bring a man to his knees and never let him stand again.

My heart pounded when its counterpart thumped beneath his skin. "How?" "I don't care," he said, and kissed me.

Okay." The boy placed his hands on the table. "The thing is … I died before I got to see real live tits. Not just on the Internet." He hurried to add, "I wouldn't touch you or nothing. Obviously. But even if I could, I wouldn't do that to you." He looked at his hands as he dropped them into his lap. "I just want to see.

Shane closes his eyes and groans deep in his throat, a noise that embodies sex and death. His back arches, and his fingers rake the carpet as if to pull it up like grass.

You want me to flash you" I said He nodded vigorously, like I'd asked if he wanted fries with that. "And then you'll pass on?" "That's all I want. So, yeah." I could almost believe that a fourteen-year-old boy could find deep spiritual peace from a pair of boobs.

there is no good in frequently seeing objects which may one day lead to your captivity, or in making trial of things which you would find it hard to do without.

it is extremely trying when one has once tasted pleasure to abstain from its enticements, so the reward of doing this is proportionately great.