John Fowles Quotes

There is something I have noticed about desire, that it opens the eyes and strikes them blind at the same time.

What we love that we have, but by desire we bereave ourselves of the love.

Love is an irreresisistible desire to be irresistibily desired.

I meet you. I remember you. Who are you? You’re destroying me. You’re good for me. How could I know this city was tailor-made for love? How could I know you fit my body like a glove? I like you. How unlikely. I like you. How slow all of a sudden. How sweet. You cannot know. You’re destroying me. You’re good for me. You’re destroying me. You’re good for me. I have time. Please, devour me. Deform me to the point of ugliness. Why not you? Why not you in this city and in this night, so like other cities and other nights you can hardly tell the difference? I beg of you.

The paradox of romantic love -- that what one possesses, one can no longer desire -- was at work.

The act of longing for something will always be more intense than the requiting of it.

Love is when the desire to be desired takes you so badly that you feel you could die of it.

Love is an irresistible desire to be irresistibly desired.

The song Venus de Milo, the whole subject of it is Love is a drug.

You fall in love, and it completely consumes you.

Love is the hardest habit to break, and the most difficult to satisfy.

I'm a hopeless romantic with a dirty mind.

What love is depends on where you are in relation to it. Secure in it, it can feel as mundane and necessary as air - you exist within it, almost unnoticing. Deprived of it, it can feel like an obsession; all consuming - a physical pain.

I am sure that instinctively we wish to be everything, to possess it - why cut the rose or marry the man, otherwise?

Love is jealous, and ingenious in self-torture in proportion as it is pure and intense.

Falling in love as we know it is an addictive experience.

Bee to the blossom, moth to the flame; Each to his passion; what's in a name?

Love without sex is still the most efficient form of hell known to man.

The most exciting thing is not doing it. If you fall in love with someone and never do it, it's much more exciting.

When I want a thing, I want it dreadfully.

I love you garb’d but naked, more!

We cannot do without it, and yet we disgrace and vilify the same. It may be compared to a cage, the birds without despair to get in, and those within despair to get out.

We are captives of what we love, what we desire, and what we are.

I'm as strong, strong as I can be, but ooh ooh ooh, baby you leave me weak.