Quotes about Desire

If I could choose between loving you and breathing I would use my last breathe to say I love you.

And all because the lady loves Milk Tray.

Western wind, when will thou blow, The small rain down can rain? Christ, if my love were in my arms And I in my bed again!

Pay special attention to their agony so I might take some pleasure.

He loves power. A terrible love.

A woman should be able to kiss a man beautifully and romantically without any desire to be either his wife or his mistress.

And lastly from that period I remember riding in a taxi one afternoon between very tall buildings under a mauve and rosy sky; I began to bawl because I had everything I wanted and knew I would never be so happy again.

I don't care about truth. I want some happiness.

My God,' he gasped, 'you're fun to kiss.

And that taught me you can't have anything, you can't have anything at all. Because desire just cheats you. It's like a sunbeam skipping here and there about a room. It stops and gilds some inconsequential object, and we poor fools try to grasp it - but when we do the sunbeam moves on to something else, and you've got the inconsequential part, but the glitter that made you want it is gone.

He had waited five years and bought a mansion where he dispensed starlight to casual moths - so that he could 'come over' some afternoon to a stranger's garden.

Then wear the gold hat, if that will move her; If you can bounce high, bounce for her too, Till she cry Lover, gold-hatted, high-bouncing lover, I must have you!