Quotes About Desire

For a while she thought about becoming a vegetarian. Instead, she took up smoking.

untill he felt Ingeborg slip two fingers into her vagina and then moisten the entrance to her ass with the same fingers and ask him, no, order, him to penetrate her, sodomize her, right now, immediately, before another moment passed, which Reiter did without thinking twice…

I remember that a couple, both tall and thin, turned away from a painting and peered over as if I might be an ex-lover or a living (and unfinished) painting that had just got news of the painter's death. I know I walked out without looking back and that I walked for a long time until I realized I wasn't crying, but that it was raining and I was soaked. That night I didn't sleep at all.

When I was an adolescent I wanted to be a Jew, a Bolshevik, black, homosexual, a junkie, half-crazy, and--the crowning touch-- a one-armed amputee, but all I became was a literature professor.

Una semana sin ver a Maciste se me antojaba una eternidad. Pero cuando intentaba imaginar una vida completa junto a él no veía nada: una imagen en blanco, la pared de un cuarto deshabitado, amnesia, lobotomía, mi cuerpo partido, hecho pedazos.

It would be interesting to remember the dreams I had here, at the Del Mar, more than ten years ago. I probably dreamed about girls and punishment, the way all boys that age do.

That sense of time, ah, the diseased man's sense of time, what treasure hidden in a desert cave.

They fucked until she was nothing more than a tremor in his arms.

La pasión es geometría. Rombos, cilindros, ángulos latidores. La pasión es geometría que cae al abismo, observada desde el fondo del abismo.

Y no hicimos el amor. O tal vez ese "no hacer el amor" fue nuestra manera de hacer el amor.

Jim liked dark women, apparently, history's secret women, he would say, without elaborating. As for me, I liked blondes.

First, the need to be near Liz Norton struck some time before he got back to his apartment in Madrid. By the time he was on the plane he'd realized that she was the perfect woman, the one he'd always hoped to find, and he began to suffer.

Y después de mucha plática y muchos cigarrillos Angélica y María se durmieron y yo apagué la luz y me metí en la cama y mentalmente le hice el amor a María otra vez.

La casa de Maciste era una promesa y una enfermedad y yo daba vueltas por la promesa y la enfermedad.

Which is as if to say, boys, I said, that I saw our struggles and dreams all tangled up in the same failure, and that failure was called joy.

Si osservano per un istante, senza sorridere, come due piccoli piranha che nuotano in una camera a vuoto assoluto. Poi Jan disse: «Mi piacerebbe leggere qualcosa di tuo».

Our necessity. Our open mouth Where bread Goes in And dreams Come out.

When Espinoza was left alone (his flight was an hour later), his thoughts turned to Liz Norton and his real chances of wooing her. He imagined her and then he imagined himself, side by side, sharing an apartment in Madrid, going to the supermarket, both of them working in the German department. He imagined his office and her office, separated by a wall, and nights in Madrid next to her, eating with friends at good restaurants, and, back at home, an enormous bathtub, an enormous bed. •

What am I guilty of, then? Of having loved and continuing to love- no, not of loving: of longing.

She had none of the attributes of the ambitious. When she suffered, her pain was clearly visible, and when she was happy, the happiness she felt was contagious. She was incapable of setting herself a goal and striving steadily toward it. At least, no goal was appealing or desirable enough for her to pursue it unreservedly. Used in a personal sense, the phrase "achieve an end" seemed to her a small-minded snare.

Follar es lo único que desean los que van a morir.

I'm mercurial, sometimes I want greatness, sometimes just its shadow.

Su lengua entró hasta la garganta Olía a cigarrillos y a comida cara. Yo olía a cigarrillos y a comida pobre, pero las dos comidas eran buenas.

descalzo en medio del sueño que se mueve desde nuestros corazones hasta nuestras necesidades