#sire

Wars fought over a face like this,” he murmured like he was talking to himself, my heart stopped beating and his thumbs moved lightly across my cheeks. “A man would work himself into the ground for it, go down to his knees to beg to keep it, endure torture to protect it, take a bullet for it,” his eyes came to mine, “poison his brother to possess a face like this. ↗

— Kristen Ashley

#desire #knight #passion #possessive #romance

If I ever go looking for my heart's desire again, I won't look any further than my own back yard. Because if it isn't there, I never really lost it to begin with. ↗

— L. Frank Baum

#desire #home #satisfaction #satisfaction

When your desires are strong enough, you will appear to possess superhuman powers to achieve. ↗

— Napoleon Hill

#desire #power #achievement

It isn't normal to know what we want. It is a rare and difficult psychological achievement. ↗

— Abraham Harold Maslow

#psychology #self-awareness #understanding #achievement

When I was ten, I read fairy tales in secret and would have been ashamed if I had been found doing so. Now that I am fifty, I read them openly. When I became a man I put away childish things, including the fear of childishness and the desire to be very grown up. ↗

— C.S. Lewis

#childishness #maturity #desire

Boredom: the desire for desires. ↗

— Leo Tolstoy

#desire #desires

Shit is the tofu of cursing and can be molded to whichever condition the speaker desires. Hot as shit. Windy as shit. I myself was confounded as shit... ↗

— David Sedaris

#shit #swearing #tofu #desire

Seeking what is true is not seeking what is desirable. ↗

— Albert Camus

#existentialism #honesty #seeking #truth #desire

Profound desire, true desire is the desire to be close to someone. ↗

— Paulo Coelho

#desire

Peeta's awake already, sitting on the side of the bed, looking bewildered as the trio of doctors reassure him, flash lights in his eyes, checks his pules. I'm disappointed that mine was not the first face he saw when he woke up, but he sees it now. His features registrer disbelief and something more intense that I can't quite place. Desire? Desperation? Surely both, for he sweeps the doctors aside, leaps to his feets and moves towards me. I run to meet him, my arms extended to embrace him. His hands are reaching for mine too, to caress my face, I think. My lips are forming his name when his fingers lock around my throat. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#katniss #meeting #mockingjay #peeta #suffocate