Quotes About Desire

one million furious you didn't call for sex, but only five actually available to meet you.

Surely words are just the background music when passion pounces on a soul.

Perhaps he was burning down a house in which he no longer wanted to live.

He kisses — how do I explain it? Like someone in love. Like he has nothing to lose. Like someone who has just learned a foreign language and can use only the present tense and only the second person. Only now, only you. There are some men that have never been kissed like that there are some men who discover after Arthur Less, that they never will be again.

No one has ever been hopelessly in love with me." "No," Carlos says. "You always gave them hope, didn't you?

For is my story really so unusual? To wake each morning as if things had gone differently -- the dead come back, the lost returned, the beloved in our arms -- is it really any more magic than the ordinary madness of hope?

They might have done, many of them. So many people will do. But once you've actually been in love, you can't live with will do; it's worse than living with yourself.

Whenever Vincent pays a visit, Less prays for Jesus Christ Our Savior to extinguish his Libido

No one has ever been hopelessly in love with me. No, Carlos says. You always gave them hope, didn't you?

the only addiction where the sufferer longed for anything but the desired;

Both had the fantasy; neither had carried it out.

But once you've actually been in love, you can't live with "will do"; it's worse than living with yourself.

It's a summer day, and I want to be wanted more than anything in the world.

All I wanted was love. A simple thing, a timeless thing. When men want love they sing for it, or smile for it, or pay for it. And what do women do? They choose. And their lives are struck like bronze medallions. So tell me, gentlemen, tell me the time and place where it was easy to be a woman?

Is there a pill for when the image of a trumpet vine comes into your head? Will it erase it? Erase the voice saying, You should kiss me like it's good-bye? Erase the tuxedo jacket, or at least the face above it? Erase the whole nine years?

This is once-in-a-lifetime suffering and pain and heartache and yet it may be your only chance to decide what you really want.

Perhaps the immutable error of parenthood is that we give our children what we wanted, whether they want it or not. We heal our wounds with the love we wish we'd received, but are often blind to the wounds we inflict.

You feel all the time that you want to do something, that there is some affect unavailable to you, that there's a physical need of impossible urgency and discomfort for which there is no relief, as though you were constantly vomiting from your stomach but had no mouth.

Let me bury here the rage I feel to have been twice robbed: once of the child I wanted, and once of the son I loved.

No estamos deprimidos por haber quedado apartados de lo que queremos, sino porque nos hemos fusionado con eso que queremos.

M? simt tot timpul ca ?i cum fiecare ar vrea o buc??ic? din mine.

The whole world is a charnel house. We always make love on corpses.

Dark be not dark but some other desire

Fantasy love is much better than Reality Love.