Quotes About Desire

Don't you believe I love you? Don't know how I can make you believe. I didn't want to kiss you goodbye--that was the trouble--I wanted to kiss you goodnight. […] Of course I love you. I love you all the time. […] I'd like to hold you and kiss you so that you wouldn't doubt whether I wanted to or not.

I wish it had been a dream now and that I had never hooked the fish and was alone in bed on the newspapers.

How what she had done could never matter since he knew he could not cure himself of loving her

When she goes, he though. I'll have all I want. Not all I want but all there is

I would not wish to bring either a son or a daughter into this world as this world is. And also you take all the love I have to give

I want to pull my hair back tight and smooth and make a big knot at the back that I can feel, she said. I want to have a kitty to sit on my lap and purr when I stroke her.

This was Brett, that I had felt like crying about. Then I thought of her walking up the street and stepping into the car, as I had last seen her, and of course in a little while I felt like hell again. It is awfully easy to be hard-boiled about everything in the daytime, but at night it is another thing.

He was not in love yet, but he realized that he was an attractive quantity to women, and that the fact of a woman caring for him and wanting to live with him was not simply a divine miracle.

What do you want? Everything. I want everything and I will take whatever I get.

I suppose she only wanted what she couldn't have. Well, people were that way.

He was fairly happy, except that, like many people living in Europe, he would rather have been in America, and he had discovered writing.

I'd be glad to kiss you if you don't mind.

You have that pleasant air of a dog in heat.

Hunger is healthy and the pictures do look better when you are hungry

Brett was damned good-looking. She wore a slipover jersey sweater and a tweed skirt, and her hair was brushed back like a boy's. She started all that. She was built with curves like the hull of a racing yacht, and you missed none of it with that wool jersey.

What are you made of? What you love. And steel added.

I loved the country so that I was happy as you are after you have been with a woman that you really love, when, empty, you feel it welling up again and there it is and you can never have it all and yet what there is, now, you can have, and you want more and more, to have, and be, and live in, to possess now again for always, for that long, sudden-ended always; making time stand still, sometimes so very still that afterwards you wait to hear it move,and it is slow in starting.

I want you so much I want to be you too.

Love is the wanting to do things for.

We made love and then made love again and then after we had made love once more, quiet and dark and unspeaking and unthinking and then like a shower of meteors on a cold night, we went to sleep.

You find everything on earth at Harry's. Yes, my Colonel. Except, possibly, happiness. I'll damn well find happiness, too, the Colonel assured him. Happiness, as you know, is a movable feast.

I suppose she only wanted what she couldn't have. Well, people were that way. To hell with people. The Catholic Church had an awfully good way of handling all that. Good advice, anyway. Not to think about it. Oh, it was swell advice. Try and take it sometime. Try and take it.

I want to pull my hair back high and smooth and make a big knot at the back that I can feel, she said. I want to have a kitty sit on my lap and purr when I stroke her.

a man doesn't want something reasonable, but practical.