Quotes About Desire

Like the Dorothy Parker heroine who spends her days and nights not calling the lover who does not call her

I tell you Dain is a splendid catch. I advise you to set your hooks and reel him in." Jessica took a long swallow of her cognac. "This is not a trout, Genevieve. This is a great, hungry shark." "Then use a harpoon.

And so I beat him and beat him until he kissed me. And then I kept on beating him until he did it properly.

She longed to throw something at him. A chair. Herself.

Jessica swallowed. I think you had better stick to English. But Italian is so moving, Dain said. To ho voluto dal primo che ti vedi. I've wanted you from the first moment I saw you. Mi tormenti ancora. You've tormented me ever since.

I deserve passion, she said. I deserve to be loved- in every way. I deserve a man who'll give his whole heart, not the part he isn't using at the moment..

I want you, she said. I told you so, he said.

Everyone wants to go to heaven, but nobody wants to die.

Liquore just don't mix with love.

If you'll just settle down and listen, I'll explain. Cautiously, he turned her around so she faced him. Then, before she could protest, he looked at her mouth, appeared drawn there and he started kissing her again, light, teasing kisses. I swear, Frannie, you have the sexiest mouth. In about two seconds, I'm going to unman you with my knee. He released her and stepped back so quickly, she almost smiled. Now, if you insist, you can explain while you help me move my stuff. -Booker and Frannie

Planning to be a seducer was difficult enough. Talking about it with the seducee would be impossible.

Back then, he whispered, I guess I was into masochism, because being there with you, so close when you were so untouchable, was pretty torturous. In the same whisper, Beth asked, So why did you do it? Because not being with you was worse. -Beth and Levi

What the hell do you want, anyway? 'I just want to help you. Yeah, right. And then he'd sell her a bridge. He didn't know her, had no vested intereset in her--unless he hoped to get laid. Ha! Fat chance. He looked like he was poor, driving that old rattrap car and dressed in faded jeans. She clenched her hands into fists. I'm not screwing you. I didn't ask you to. And then, with some sort of warped amusement, he added, I'm not that easy.

He'd love to segue right from hello to hell, yeah

I've created a monster, he muttered thickly and quickly positioned her over his lap. I need to come, Grace. Bad. I'm shaking like a virgin, but you've got some catching up to do.

Grace? He kissed her again, then again and again, lingering here and there, tasting her. Her toes curled as he licked a sensitive spot on her nape. Grace sighed and squirmed against him. Oh no you don't, Noah scolded. No more tempting me to unreasonable levels of lust. We need nourishment, woman. And to punctuate that, he gave her hip a swat. What would you like to eat?

Stop... toying with me. When I toy with you, you'll know it-and enjoy it.

You can't miss what you never had. And definitely not what you don't understand.

Women now were told not to settle for second best, told that they deserved better, but at a time, it seemed, when there was so much less to go around.

I want to pretend there's such a thing as requited love. As the endurance of love.

This was love, I supposed, and eventually I would come to know it. Someday it would choose me and I would come to know its spell, for long stretches and short, two times, maybe three, and then quite probably it would choose me never again.

So much urgent and lifelike love went rumbling around underground and died there, never got expressed at all, so let some errant inconvenient attraction have its way. There was so little time

She smiled at him, with longing. 'Where do you live,' she asked, 'and how do I get there?

She had, without realizing it at the time, learned to follow Nick's gaze, learned to learn his lust...his desires remained memorized within her. She looked at the attractive women he would look at...She had become him: she longed for these women. But she was also herself, and so she despised them. She lusted after them, but she also wanted to beat them up. A rapist. She had become a rapist, driving to work in a car.