James Buchan Quotes

I have no idea,' he tells her, and there is such a spark in his eye when he says it, she can tell having no idea is exactly the way he wants it.

I want - I want - I want - was all that she could think about - but just what this real want was she did not know.

Somewhere between psychotic and iconic/ Somewhere between I want it and I got it/ Somewhere between I’m sober and I’m lifted/ Somewhere between a mistress and commitment

He didn't know what he wanted. He only knew what he didn't want.

What is he aching to do? What are we all aching to do? What do we want?” She didn’t know. She yawned. She was sleepy. It was too much. Nobody could tell. Nobody would ever tell. It was all over. She was eighteen and most lovely, and lost.

What do I want? The answer to that question does not exist.

Fans don't even know what they want at times.

We just do not know what is normal.

It's really rare in life that a situation is as black and white as we tend to paint it.

I want so much that is not here and do not know where to go.

Always keep your foes confused. If they are never certain who you are or what you want, they cannot know what you are like to do next.

It hurts to want everything and nothing at the same time.

Certainty is missing the point entirely.

Don't confuse good taste with the absence of taste.

Humans hardly know what they want, how they want it, or when they want it.

I don't even know what I'm looking for, although I hope I'll know it if I find it along the way. Sometimes I want to simplify my life into a simple bare thing. And other times I want to complicate it so thoroughly that everything I touch will become bound in some way to me. I've become quite aware of my contradictions, but there's no true resolution in that.

When they asked me what I wanted to be I said I didn’t know. "Oh, sure you know," the photographer said. "She wants," said Jay Cee wittily, "to be everything.

I want my life to be mystifying," she declared, although she didn't know what she meant.

We were all brought up to want things and maybe the world isn't big enough for all that wanting. I don't know. I don't know anything

But I don't have anything left inside of me to figure out where I fit in or what I want. If I want anything, it's to know what's possible to want.

We don't know what we want, but we are ready to bite somebody to get it

Sometimes she did not know what she feared, what she desired: whether she feared or desired what had been or what would be, and precisely what she desired, she did not know.

We all want to know what went wrong, even when there isn't really an answer to that question.

It's really hard to know what people want around here sometimes.

Such a muddy line between the things you want/And the things you have to do.