David Levithan Quotes

Good because I want you too. Now. Forever. Just you

You're still the one I run to, the one that I belong to, you're still the one I want for life.

Will you be?” I asked, suddenly anxious. “Will you really be here?” “As long as you want me,” he assured me. “I'll always want you,” I warned him. “Forever.

You have nothing. One should never allow themselves to think that they have, one can just touch - to have is to lack appreciation, to touch is to want to touch again.

I admire people who overcome obstacles or who have to commit - I've always really admired commitment, whether it be a commitment to living or a commitment to love. People who commit to a moment. People who are not somewhere else, but in the room with you.

Love must have wings to fly away from love, and to fly back again.

Sex is a momentary itch, love never lets you go.

Love is simply the name for the desire and the pursuit of the whole.

I believe in feeling connected. Love is something that grows, that comes from nourishment; it builds. But there is a great feeling that happens, that is telling you, I don't want to leave this room!

It's ungrateful to be wishing you were doing something else at the moment you are living. You haven't lived in the moment that you are really living, you are wishing you were somewhere else.

Everyone yearns for love, and everyone struggles for love.

I just wanna keep Yachty forever, just take him home with me.

Much thought has at its root a dissatisfaction with what is. Wanting is the urge for the next moment to contain what this moment does not. When there is wanting in the mind, that moment feels incomplete. Wanting is seeing elsewhere. Completeness is being right here.

I love you. I don't know when it started, years ago or weeks. But I know my heart's lost to you, and I wouldn't have it another way. You're what I want, all there is of you.

He bowed is head into my throat, groaning softly. "I loved you long before you loved me. Its the only thing I have you beat at, and ill bring it up every chance I get." His mouth pressed to my skin, took on a devilish curve. "Lets get out of here. I'm taking you back to my place, this time for good. We have unfinished business, and I think its time we do something about it.

You are mine, always, if ye will it or no, if ye want me or nay. Mine, and I willna let ye go

We should wish for few things with eagerness, if we perfectly knew the nature of that which was the object of our desire.

There is nothing in this world that I want or need, but you.

I don't belong here. It doesn't matter, because even if I don't belong in this place, she's here and I want to be where she is.

It occurred to me then that a lot of life was either about wanting and not having, or having and not wanting.

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

What we desire is not to possess a woman, but to be the only one to possess her.

I want to be wherever you are.

Hold me? If you still want to, I mean." She looked away. "Everyday"--then he was there, lifting her into his arms, holding her like she was fragile and precious--"I want to hold you every day. Nothing will ever change that.

Oh love me, love me, love me, love me, love me, love me, love me, love me. I'll be anybody you want me to be.