#desire

I want your most vital organ. I want it to be mine. ↗

— Coco J. Ginger

#heart #jamie-weise #love #love-story #lovers

[S]he believed that the Buddhists were right–that if you want, you will suffer; if you love, you will grieve. (68) ↗

— Anne Lamott

#buddhism #desire #grief #love #suffering

It's always nice being wanted. Even if it's by the wrong person. ↗

— Tabitha Suzuma

#desire

I'm sentimental--I know. I'm desperate and silly--I know that too. Oh, help me! ↗

— Anne Frank

#love #love

Phaedra keeps saying she's being selfish. That she hates herself for it, but she does it anyway. She can't deny herself what she wants, even if it brings about her downfall and his." "And have you learned anything from our literary parallel?" "Not really, I keep thinking that she would do it all over again if there were a chance...a chance that it could go right. Even if 99 times out of a 100 the story ends badly, it's worth it if only once she gets a happy ending. ↗

— Cora Carmack

#chance-and-fortune #desire #garrick #guilt #hope

His sudden mad love for Sibyl Vane was a psychological phenomenon of no small interest. There was no doubt that curiosity had much to do with it, curiosity and the desire for new experiences; yet it was not a simple but rather a very complex passion. ↗

— Oscar Wilde

#curiosity #desire #life #love #passion

Once your past no longer has the power to define you, your future is, quite literally, yours for the taking. Every single beautiful thing you could possibly want or imagine will be yours. ↗

— Dan Pearce

#future #goals #our-pasts #overcoming-fear #past

What desire can be contrary to nature since it was given to man by nature itself? ↗

— Michel Foucault

#nature #norms #age

Gabriel pulled her over his body to lie on the bed beside him. His kisses pressed her down into the oblivion of the mattress as her hands explored his chest, his shoulders, his face. "I want to lay my kill at your feet," he said, more growl than words, and held her tight by her hair as he marked her neck with his teeth. She writhed against him. She wanted to bite him, she wanted to rip the flesh from his back, but most terrible of all, she didn't want him to stop. Her back arched, her body shattered, she howled. ↗

— Annette Curtis Klause

#love #love

Desiring money kills desire. Money kills desire. ↗

— André Chamson

#money #money