desire

I figured out that I'm better off not explaining how and why I do the things that I do. If people can only read the surface of what you are, and that's all they want to see, let them see just what they need to see. Everything more is just something to keep and share only with the people that desire and are ready to receive that information. Words wasted on ears that do not listen and eyes that do not see are just seeds thrown on rocky ground. Prepare your ground first and then ask for the seeds.

Sometimes you risk all for a chance at your heart's desire...

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

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.

Because all the waters of the ocean won't fill a bucket with a hole in it. And that's their fall, and that's their fellowship. Desire. The hole in the bucket: the gulf of yearning into which the soul empties itself.

If all of her was not enough for him, then let him have none of her and seek what he needed elsewhere.

Without the wetness of your love,The fragrance of your water,Or the trickling sounds ofYour voice,I shall always feelthirsty.

I had possessed her - and she never knew it.

Yes, God has given us desire. But we are the ones that stoke it. What sort of kindling will we be using to make our fire?

Persistent effort is what will create the life you most desire.

Let me leave you with this thought, written by my father before he died. If you incorporate it into your system of values, it will serve as a worthy guide to the management of your sexual energy: Strong desire is like a river. As long as it flows within the banks of God__ will__e the current strong or weak__ll is well. But when it overruns those boundaries and seeks its own channels, then disaster lurks in the rampage below.

A man and a woman wanting each other is by far one of the least sinful things I've seen

All love stories are frustration stories_ To fall in love is to be reminded of a frustration that you didn__ know you had (of one__ formative frustrations, and of one__ attempted self-cures for them); you wanted someone, you felt deprived of something, and then it seems to be there. And what is renewed in that experience is an intensity of frustration, and an intensity of satisfaction.

What differentiates humans from all other creatures is the deep and unquenching desire to be appreciated.

Calina studied Nessa__ profile in the dim light of dawn. Her pulse raced as she formed a question in her mind. __ho do you want to be bothered by?__alina felt like anything could happen in the silence that followed. It wrapped around Nessa and her, stifling the breath from her body and tightening her throat.Nessa shifted and turned so she was facing Calina. It was too dark for Calina to see Nessa__ eyes, but she could feel them wandering over her face.__ou._ The word was exhaled from Nessa as if a great relief had washed over her. __ want to be bothered by you.

Even though the desire is strong doesn't mean you deserve it.

I am wild, untameable, the storm and the eye withinAn unpredictable gypsy, with passion beyond your wildest dreamsand unquenchable desiresfor you and you alone...Persistent and fiercely loyal, today I choose to be all of theseand more_Will you still be here tomorrow?

Dear Love'Just hold me tight for a while before sunrise before I die.