Quotes About Desire

I do what I want to do. It was a brash statement of(her)girlhood. Now she was an adult, the boast seemed quaint. For rarely do you know what you want. Even after you've done it you can't say clearly if that was what you'd wanted or just something that happened to you, like weather.

Yet I will make you all love me and I will punish myself to spite your love.

Why should I want what's good for me?' Beatrice asked him, smiling. 'Is that what you want for yourself - only what's good for you?

All actors are whores. They want only one thing: to seduce you.

Time is the enemy of lovers. Worse even than the frank light of day.

An actress wants to be seen. An actress wants to be loved. By multitudes of people, not just one lone man.

Because I am in love. Love is a slow bleed.

Since thirteen, she'd been preparing. She wasn't beautiful like these Bayhead Harbor girls, but it was surprising how men sometimes looked at her. More it was older men rather than guys her age, for some reason. […] There were guys - older guys - she'd yearned for so frankly you could see it in her face.

The fundamental truth of my life whether in fact it was truth or a burlesque of truth: when a man wants you, you're safe.

Messes are made by people who want but don't know what they want, let alone how to get it.

We never have time, do we, for all that we don't exactly want to do.

I could wish that I had recourse to the Prince of Darkness & his quick ways of revenge;

NO KISS FORGOTTEN; it resides in the memory as in the flesh, and so Katya many times felt the press of Marcus Kidder's warm mouth on hers in the days and especially in the nights following. And her heartbeat quickened in protest: How could you! Kiss him! That old man! Kiss him! Let him put his arms around you ad kiss you and kiss him back! The old man's mouth and Katya Spivak's mouth! How could you.

The Bog Kingdom. Bidding him enter! Ah, enter! There, all wishes are fulfilled. The more forbidden, the more delicious.

Popular! In America, what else matters?

If Hannah knew where he was! – frankly eyeing a hatcheck girl his faughter Geraldine's age, noting her legs in black patterned stockings, her feet in black stiletto-heeled shoes, feeling the first dim stirrings of desire so faint and so sad it was like hearing a telephone ringing and ringing in a distant room you couldn't hope to get to and if you did the call wouldn't be for you.

What've I got to do, to prove how much I love you? Blow us all away?

All prices of all things—at least, useless beautiful things like rare books—are inherently absurd, rooted in the human imagination and in the all-too-human predilection to desperately want what others value highly, and to scorn what others fail to value.

She wanted a relationship that seemed already mature, if not old and settled, at the start. Newness and rawness did not appeal to her.

Della riendo, diciendo entre jadeos: «¿De qué vale ser una perdida y una puta si a los treinta años no tienes nada?». Y a Norma Jeane le faltaban

Aún resuena en su interior, en lo más hondo de su matriz, el oscuro placer de la penetración. Como un lamento.

Love is what can't be helped. When it waxes, and when it wanes.

Você tem o desejo de pôr a culpa neles, nos que foram assassinados. Sem dúvida que deseja pôr a culpa em qualquer mulher nua e estrangulada na própria cama.

inside me like a hole that can never be filled and there was Mira Roche