When you are in need, you are all alone indeed!

I don’t wanna need you because I can’t have you.

I don’t need your sympathy, I need my Johnson.

Love never comes just a little bit at a time, I thought, as I watched him, absorbed in contemplation of the Virgin. The previous day, the world made sense, even without love’s presence. But now we needed each other in order to see the true brilliance of things.

Want? Yes, she whispered, her eyes sliding closed. Yes I want to keep you more than I want to breathe.

He tilted my chin up and I swear those lips are magic. Witchcraft. Sorcery. Whatever it is in those lips, it’s addictive. Unassailable. I had to have more. More of this feeling of being wanted.

I’m amazed how my soul is served the messages I need to be fed at exactly the time I’m in need. When I’m open.

Absence is the figure of privation; simultaneously, I desire and I need. Desire is squashed against need: that is the obsessive phenomenon of all amorous sentiment.

Severing our young and fragile friendship was a sad ordeal, but sadder still was the fact that this friend found it so difficult to respond to my immediate need, unlike a dreamed boy who always afforded me easy comfort. I couldn’t understand what was so hard about reaching out to hug someone. But judging by...

A need for revenge can burn long and hot. Especially if every glance in a mirror reinforces it.

In the desert, the only god is a well.

Christians are God’s delivery people, through whom he does his giving to a needy world. We are conduits of God’s grace to others. Our eternal investment portfolio should be full of the most strategic kingdom-building projects to which we can disburse God’s funds.

I’m oxygen and he’s dying to breathe.

I did not grasp all these details – and many more – right away. They came to my notice with time and as a result of necessity. I would be in the direst of dire straits, facing a bleak future, when some small thing, some detail, would transform itself and appear in my mind in...

Love is when you look into someone’s eyes and see everything you need.

Is this, Miriam wonders, what they call the march of history? And even if she doesn’t fully understand, it doesn’t mean she can’t appreciate the need, the periodic need for some people to resort to gasoline, rags, and matches. Doesn’t it always come to this? Isn’t history as much about tearing things down as it...

Do not confuse your cravings with your needs

I can’t need you, but I need you to need me. I know that makes me a selfish bastard but it’s all I can offer.

Sometimes you don’t even know what you want until you find out you can’t have it.

Don’t you see what’s happened? You wanted to be in love again. To feel that feeling where a man you hardly know gazes into your eyes and seems to be the only human being who ever understood the real you.

To many people chess is an extreme sport. It requires thinking.

He is my vulnerability

all does not need to count billions,just count basic home and life need for you and your family .

How many more cars, clothes, toys and trinkets do we really need before we wake up and realize that half the world goes to bed every night with empty stomachs and naked bodies?

What a lot of things I don’t need!

Love is not insatiable. What is insatiable is the need for love.

You can’t always get what you want, but if you try sometimes, you might find, you get what you need.

Whether they are raised in indigenous or modern culture, there are two things that people crave: the full realization of their innate gifts, and to have these gifts approved, acknowledged, and confirmed. There are countless people in the West whose efforts are sadly wasted because they have no means of expressing their unique genius. In...

Having someone wonder where you are when you don’t come home at night is a very old human need.

I don’t need a steak knife to cut my meat. That’s why karate chops were created. I’m like a butter knife, only slightly less deadly. But I’m great with bagels—and disobedient old people.

Whenever I see a gorgeous woman, I think, Who is that tall drink of water, and how come I’m suddenly thirsty?

And I really wanted to see you, too,” she said. “When I couldn’t see you any more, I realized that. It was as clear as if the planets all of a sudden lined up in a row for me. I really need you. You’re a part of me; I’m a part of you.

This may be a thing you neither want nor need,” she said. “But I’d rather you have it, wishing didn’t, than not have it and wish you did.

Moments are words that need to be written.

You don’t need to be the tide to rise and fall, you don’t have to be a wave to touch the shore; just be a little sand-grain and feel them all

Nipples—men have them, but don’t need them. Men—women have them, but don’t need them. Women—I don’t have them, but I need them. All of them.

i felt her absence. it was like waking up one day with no teeth in your mouth. you wouldn’t need to run to the mirror to know they were gone

How, then, does the written word work? What part of a reader absorbs it – or should that be a double question: what part of a reader absorbs what part of a text? I think that underneath, or alongside, a reader’s conscious response to a text, whatever is needy in him is taking in whatever...

Having her in my arms feels like coming home. I am not one to believe in all that love at first sight bullshit, but even as cynical as I am, I can recognize something bigger than lust at work. My body wants her; that is no secret, but the level of want is borderline craving....

We wanted a family so bad, all of us. And we just grabbed each another and made us one. Simple as that.

I don’t want to develop—I want to evelop, because it’s more positive. Similarly, would you rather your love evolve or devolve? That’s why if you need me, I’ll be on the sofa trying to evelop myself as a person.

The most important freedom is the freedom to be all you’re destined to be

What youths need to grow is the truth that will set them free from inimical lies and limiting ignorance

Go sip on gossip, and leave the coffee talk for me to chug. I’ll be in the kitchen, giggling like a schoolgirl if you need me.

If my legs get blown off in war, I’d like to have them replaced with a coffee table. Half man/half furniture, I’ll be in the living room if you need me.

To love without need or without expectation of restitution, that is how we ought to love.

All individuals have moral deficiencies, and when introducing these to reality one not only strengthens himself but also the confidence of others in the human exigency for Christ due to a reflection throughout the body of Christ.

Part of me shall dwell in my daughter to call upon in times of need of course.

That’s where thinking started, where thinking stopped, where all her prayers so long ago had dried up. She no longer prayed, nor even dreamed of changing her father. Her dreams now played variations on the theme of escape. And they were nothing more than that —just dreams, just play. She’d been alone at the end...

There is a deep dryness of the soul and all of the recalcitrant contrivances of man to quench his own thirst will bring not a single drop of moisture to those parched places, for God and God alone holds the water that satiates the soul.