Whereas Angeline's antics made me want to pull out my hair sometimes, Trey found them endearing.
What is it with you and frozen desserts Why do you always want them?" "Because we live in a dessert.
I'll just love you whether you want me to or not.
The best jury of your peers that you’ll ever find is…well, you. Only you know what you’re capable of and what you want to be.
He almosted smiled. "There you go again. Why? Why do yo keep helping me?" There were a million answers on my lips, everything from It's the right thing to do to I don't know. Instead, I said, "Because I want to.
Well there you go. Even a psychopath recognized your worth enough to want to kill someone else first." I didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
You need me? You yell. You want to leave? We go. I'll get you out of here, no matter what.
As far as we know, everyone’s right— Strigoi don’t want to hang out in Palm Springs.” Eddie became about one percent less tense.
I want her to be happy. It's worth sacrificing myself." -Eddie
I want your opinion.ʺ ʺThat,ʺ Adrian said, ʺis not something I hear a lot.ʺ
Fine" I said icily. "I'll do this. but i want it noted that I'm doing this against my will." "I think we already figured that out, Miss Hathaway.
Sydney: Ever had that happen? Once you can’t have something, you want it that much more.” Adrian: “Yes. It happens all the time.
Rose, I cheat at cards and buy liquor for minors. But I would never, ever force you into something you don't want.
Everyone wanted what she couldn't have.
the kind of kiss that said, I want to consume every inch of you and hear you scream my name.
Life, unfortunately, doesnʹt seem to care what we want. Act now while you can actually stop it from being a disaster.
I have it on good authority that Victor's going to have car trouble. Also that Robert really likes Cheerios, so if you want some, you're out of luck. He doesn't seem like the sharing type.
Yeah, that’s exactly what I want. To help my girlfriend get her old boyfriend back.
I shook my head and turned away, unable to hear this. “I’m leaving now. I really don’t want to see you again. Nothing personal. Well, yeah, actually it is.
Life, unfortunately, doesn't seem to care what we want.
I, had an excellent instructor. One that you currently have locked up. If you want to talk about skills going to waste, then go look in your own jail.
It’s easy to want peace and love in hypothetical situations—then reality sets in, and sometimes we have to do what’s ugly.
I haven’t even really tried to win you over, Roza. When I want to, I can be very persuasive.