I've never eaten a strawberry in my life. I have no desire to do that.

I wanted it more than enough. I wanted it with every fiber of my being, and I had the power to make it happen - to make it so I was the one Drew wanted, not Lizzie

Essential to life, is desiring the things that you need, than needing the things you desire.

The desires of the heart are as crooked as corkscrews.

Mr. Pembroke, watching his broad back, desired to bury a knife in it. The desire passed, partly because it was unclerical, partly because he had no knife, and partly because he soon blurred over what...

Everything breaks down but desire. And because we are old, doctors try to shame that out of us. Young punks! Lose one's youth, and doctors take it as axiomatic that you've lost your mind, your balls.

How is it that disappointment arrives as soon as what you have desired for so long steps over the threshold? It's like finding the end of your wedding train dragging behind in the mud.

It is when I find my soul is lost and lustfully wandering betwixt heaven and hell, and in that moment of spiritual bliss when the chances of recovering from falling into the sexual abyss are zero... I...

"My breath caught fire and my heart leapt infinite beats within his proximity." Wreck me, tame me. The way you want it." I whispered my plea. His foggy grey eyes glinted with desire and lust. "I...

She was like a heroine in a novel that she herself was writing; the character kept protesting that she was too strong for love, and yet the narrator went on describing her desire.

Those sweet lips. My, oh my, I could kiss those lips all night long. Good things come to those who wait.

The sensation that for the world to exist with an object of such beauty in it-and for that object to be unattainable-was the very sweetest kind of pain imaginable.

Dear God, said Nudge under her breath, I want real parents. But I want them to want me too. I wantthem to love me. I already love them. Please see what you can do. Thanks very much. Love, Nudge.Okay,...

Perhaps our only sickness is to desire a truth which we cannot bear rather than to rest content with the fictions we manufacture out of each other.

What liars poets and everybody were! They made one think one wanted sentiment. When what one supremely wanted was this piercing, consuming, rather awful sensuality.

Nostalgia in reverse, the longing for yet another strange land, grew especially strong in spring.

they comedifferent and the samewith each it is different and the samewith each the absence of love is differentwith each the absence of love is the same

You ask me why I don't love you, but surely you must believe I am very fond of you and if to desire to possess a person wholly, to admire and honour that person deeply, and to seek to secure that...

Okay, let's put it this way. I would like to sleep with you. But it's alright if I don't sleep with you. What I'm saying is I'd like to be as fair as possible. I don't want to force anything on...

Finally we came over a rise and I saw the Caribbean...My first feeling was a wild desire to drive a stake in the sand and claim the place for myself. The beach was white as salt, and cut off from the...

There are two tragedies in life. One is to lose your heart's desire. The other is to gain it.