Quotes About Desire

I'm no great fan of the phallus, and have made my own views known on this subject before, so I do not propose a return to a notion of the phallus as the third term in any and all relations of desire.

Let's face it. We're undone by each other. And if we're not, we're missing something. If this seems so clearly the case with grief, it is only because it was already the case with desire. One does not always stay intact. It may be that one wants to, or does, but it may also be that despite one's best efforts, one is undone, in the face of the other, by the touch, by the scent, be the feel, by the prospect of the touch, by the memory of the feel.

Irigaray remarks in such a vein that the masquerade... is what women do... in order to participate in man's desire, but at the cost of giving up their own.

After all, it's not every day a woman is given a kingdom of dreams.

Elizabeth's entire body started to tremble as his lips began descending to hers. and she sought to forestall what her heart knew was inevitable by reasoning with him. "A gently bred Englishwoman," she shakily quoted Lucinda's lecture. "feels nothing stronger than affection. We do not fall in love." His warm lips covered hers. "I'm a Scot," he murmured huskily. "We do.

I want more from life than that and I have more to give.

Let me go." "I can't", he said hoarsely, (…)" I've tried a hundred times to let you go, Victoria, but I can't.

Love can't be forced into existence,(...)It won't come simply because you will it to happen

You can't condemn me for wanting you, unless you condemn every other man who has. -Clayton Westmoreland

she kissed him with all the aching longing that being this close to him evoked; she kissed him in all the ways he had ever kissed her, feeling faint with joy when he began to kiss her back, his mouth moving with fierce tenderness, then opening with fiery demand over hers, until their breaths were mingled gasps, and they were straining to one another.

Jason, stop this," she pleaded. "You don't want to kiss me. You don't even like me more than a little when you aren't foxed" A harsh laugh escaped him. "I like you too damned much!" he whispered bitterly, then pulled her head down and captured her lips in a demaning, scalding kiss that took everything and give nothing in return.

Elizabeth, if you want to be kissed, all you have to do is put your lips on mine.

Lau­ren, he began gravely, I would like four daugh­ters with wob­bly blue eyes and stu­dious horn-rimmed glasses on their lit­tle noses. Also, I've be­come very par­tial to your honey-col­ored hair, so if you could man­age…

No longer was she an heiress from another world; she was the woman he had wanted to possess the moment he saw her, and she was sitting beside him, her hair cascading over his arm like a thick satin waterfall

What's your favorite sport, Zack? Zack tipped her chin up. My favorite sport, he said in an aching, husky voice he scarcely recognized as his own, is making love to you. Her eyes darkened with a love she wasn't trying to conceal from him anymore. What's your favorite food? she asked shakily. In answer, Zack bent his head and touched her lips in a soft kiss. You are.

If you will kiss me

What is it about you that demolishes my mind?

I love you, he thought with each thrust of his body; I love you, his heart shouted with each thunderous beat; I love you, his soul cried out as Alexandra's spasms clenched him tightly. I love you. The words exploded in his being as he drove into her one last time and poured his life, his future, and all the disillusionment of his past into her tender keeping.

obviously coveted.

I wanted you to have the best pears in New York and I wanted to be the man to buy them for you.

The strangest thing was that she was feeling very sexy. It couldn't be him; it must be the drinks. She really felt like crawling into bed with someone. She looked at the bartender. That was who she'd really like to get into bed with. The bartender. Or Carter. Or— Suddenly

He smiled. 'Now I have you in a cage.And whenever I want you,I'll take you out, and when I've done with you, I'll set you back in.

She wondered if he would try to make love to her and if he did, whether she would let him. It was hard to refuse if someone really wanted to, She tried to remember how she had refused someone in the past and then realized that she couldn't remember because she had never actually done it.

It's not so much that I like him as a person God, but as a boy he's very handsome.