Quotes About Desire

Lui la seguì, senza maglietta: portava solo i boxer. Non era costretto a seguirla. Il cuore di Bridget faceva le fusa. Tese una mano verso di lui. «Sapevi che sarei venuta?» chiese. Faticava a distinguere i lineamenti di Eric, nell'oscurità. «Non volevo» rispose lui. Fece una lunga pausa. «E lo speravo»

He didn't want to go forward, but he always wanted to get another chance.

El la empujaba a autodestruirse. Hacía que ella deseara y luego no le daba ninguna satisfacción.

She sat on the dock at the lake and watched the clouds thicken. She wished it would rain hard and long and clear everything away. Rain never came when you asked for it.

When we stopped to eat in the midday, she spilled rice on my knee, and she smiled. I wanted her to spill a thousand things on me, lava, acid, bricks, anything, and smile each time.

Could she kiss him? Would he allow her that? Was that something he could pretend was nothing? What about making love? Could she just open up her legs and pull him inside her and have him all she wanted and later give her assent that it was nothing?

He'd given up blessings he hadn't been worthy of for the chance to be with her, and now he'd lost that, too.

You don't have time, Len. That is the most bitter and the most beautiful piece of advice that I can offer. If you don't have what you want now, you don't have what you want

She wished she could swap her days for her nights, her reality for her dreams. Were you allowed to change from one side to the other?

What was this compulsive need to be loveable?

Desire was just the dumbest thing. You wanted what you wanted until it was yours. Then you didn't want it anymore. You took what you had for granted until it was no longer yours. This, it seemed to her, was one of the crueller paradoxes of human nature.

She wished she could swap her days for her nights, her reality for her dreams.

She wanted his profession of feelings to do the trick. She really did. She knew he wanted that too. Whether he spoke the truth or not, he thought he could make her feel better, and he really, really wanted to. But it wasn't what she needed. Her need was as big as the stars, and he was down there on the beach, so quiet she could hardly hear him.

That seemed a sad thing about human nature - how much more time we spend thinking about what we don' have, or have lost, than about what we have.

can you make yourself love? can you make yourself be loved?

Wish for what you want work for what you need

He could barely look at her, but he couldn't look anywhere else.

I want to have those little hot dogs wrapped in biscuit dough.

a candy and soda machine (dinner!)

I'd be able to see Alex every single day.

Pop, can we get ice cream when we're in Barnegat Point?" she asked. "I'm not made of money," Pop replied, which didn't mean either yes or no.

We are all seeking fulfillment while living at the mercy of changing experience. Whatever we acquire in life gets dispersed. Our bodies age. Our relationships fall away. Even the most intense pleasures last only a few moments.

we spend most of our lives forgetting this truth—overlooking it, fleeing it, repudiating it. And the horror is that we succeed. We manage to avoid being happy while struggling to become happy, fulfilling one desire after the next, banishing our fears, grasping at pleasure, recoiling from pain—and thinking, interminably, about how best to keep the whole works up and running.

The Koran points to another contemptible characteristic of the Jews: their craven desire to live, no matter at what price and regardless of quality, honor, and dignity.