Neil Gaiman Quotes

When I want a thing, I want it dreadfully.

Desire is no light thing.

desire is a beast that must be fed!

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

There's nothing bloody wrong with wanting it at all.

Desire is the very essence of man.

To want is to have a weakness.

He loved her. He wanted her. He needed her. And he needed her now.

I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair. Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets. Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me, all day I hunt for the liquid measure of your steps.

Possession naturally abates the Vigour of Desire.

Desire is craving enough to sacrifice for

Desire grows by what it feeds on.

You cannot conceive how I ache to be with you: how I would die for one hour.

I wonder if you can understand, I never really knew what it was to want, until you.

I believe there is something on this earth that you desire more than anything, and it isn't me.

Love is desire sustained by unfulfilment.

And she loved a man who was made out of nothing. A few hours without him and right away she’d be missing him with her whole body, sitting in her office surrounded by polyethylene and concrete and thinking of him. And every time she’d boil water for coffee in her ground-floor office, she’d let the steam cover her face, imagining it was him stroking her cheeks, her eyelids and she’d wait for the day to be over, so she could go to her apartment building, climb the flight of stairs, turn the key in the door, and find him waiting for her, naked and still between the sheets of her empty bed.

Oh Alexander," she said, "what do you want from me..." "Everything!" he whispered fiercely.

Desire is one of the burning experiences of human life.

I can't sleep, I can't eat, I can't do anything but think about him. At night I dream of him, all day I wait to see him, and when I do see him my heart turns over and I think I will faint with desire.

The hankering of the mind is irresistible.

Timing is irrelevant when it comes to desire.

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