Quotes About Desire

She perched on her windowsill, gazing at the lurid sun soaking into the Caldera, trying to appreciate it even though she couldn't have it. Why did she always feel she had to do something in the face of beauty?

It was probably good you couldn't flip the love switch because sometimes it was what you needed even if you didn't want it.

She closed her eyes. I didn't know that. i didn't know anything. It scares me the things I told myself. But I would have told myself almost anything, because I wanted to believe him. Why? Because I wanted to be with you.

You should find him because he loves you.

The happiness at getting what you want is not usually commensurate with the worry leading up to it.

She wondered again about her inclination to wish for things that made her so deeply unhappy.

What was it about Eric? He was handsome and talented, yeah. But lots of guys were. She had adored Billy Klein back in Alabama the summer before, and she had even felt attracted to him, but it wasn't like this. What made you feel that stomach-churning agony for one person and not another? If Bridget were God, she would have made it against the law for you to feel that way about someone without them having to feel it for you right back.

It wasn't just that Lucy wanted to help him. She wasn't as selfless as that. She was madly attracted to him. She was attracted to all of the normal things and the weird things, too, like the back of his neck and his thumbs on the edge of his desk and the way his hair stuck out on one side like a little wing over his ear. She caught his smell once, and it made her dizzy. She couldn't fall asleep that night.

She'd loved him as much as he'd let her. More than he'd let her.

Forget Jack, I'm in love with the cold, dirt floor.

Knowing where she was in the world, even if he never touched her, gave him a deep satisfaction, and he half despised himself for being satisfied with so little.

Alice suspected Paul couldn't really picture his father, just like she couldn't picture Paul when he was away. Maybe that was the case with people you wanted more than was good for you.

Someday when you're twenty, maybe, I'll see you again. You'll be this hot soccer star at some great school, with a million guys more interesting than I am chasing you down. And you know what? I'll see you and I'll pray you want me still.

She must have sensed she never really had him. That was a sadness of hers, he knew.

Let me love you, but don't love me back. Do love me and lt me hate you for a while. Let me feel like I have some control, because I know I never do.

I love her. I need her. I gave away everything I had for her. I just wanted her to know me.

This is the most beautiful piece of advice I can offer. I you don't have what you want now, you don't have what you want.

She was bad at love. She loved too hard.

He could take happiness from her, but could he give any?

She remembered me.' This was his worst weakness, his most toxic drug.

Why do we fight the things we fight when giving into them isn't so bad at all?

Her need was as big as the stars, and he was down there on the beach, so quiet she could hardly hear him.

It's wrong, I know, but I play out this dance with him, exquisite and slow. I play it out in my head, because that is the only place it will ever happen.

Carmen: "I want you to leave me alone, but not ignore me. I want you to miss me when I go away to college, but not be sad. I want you to stay exactly the same, but not be lonely or alone. I want to do the leaving, and not have you ever leave me.