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"There are people who are never content, never appeased, forever dissatisfied-who continually look to what escapes them, convincing themselves that if only they could attain that one desire outside of reach they would be happy. It seems almost pointless to give to these people because their eyes immediately shift from the gift to stare miserably at the portion held back. Their wants, demands, expectations, appetites are never satiated, thus they refuse to be happy. And you cannot make them so."
"For the duration of his erection: To a horny man, all women are the most beautiful woman in the world."
"Do you have a dream or desire that is burning a hole in your soul? Something that lights your fire and brings you simple pleasure?"
"The lust for comfort that stealthy thing that enters the house a guest and then becomes a host and then a master."
Explore more quotes by Ann Brashares
"Desire was just the dumbest thing. You wanted what you wanted until it was yours. Then you didn't want it anymore. You took what you had for granted until it was no longer yours. This, it seemed to her, was one of the crueller paradoxes of human nature."
"Parents were the only ones obligated to love you from the rest of the world you had to earn it."
"You surround yourself with your pain or you avoid it and let it find you when you are trying to do other things."
"Let me love you, but don't love me back. Do love me and let me hate you for a while. Let me feel like I have some control, because I know I never do."
"Lena studied the faces of the girls on the sidelines. She could tell that Kostos owned the lust of what few local teenage girls there were in Oia, but instead he chose to dance with all the grandmothers, all the women who had raised him, who had poured into him the love they couldn't spend on their own absent children and grandchildren."
"She'd cried over a broken heart before. She knew what that felt like, and it didn't feel like this. Her heart felt not so much broken as just ... empty. It felt like she was an outline empty in the middle. The outline cried senselessly for the absent middle. The past cried for the present that was nothing."
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