Sarah couldn't understand her desire to be alone, but she accepted it.
"I desire peace, no less than the Emperor Alexander," he began.
His body responded with a surge of desire he gritted his teeth against.
Desire rose hot and fast in him, more so when he felt the cool tickle of her power, the combination of cool energy and warm skin making his blood race.
She rolled onto her stomach away from him, blood flying with desire and heat.
"Your Majesty," replied Balashev, "my master, the Emperor, does not desire war and as Your Majesty sees..." said Balashev, using the words Your Majesty at every opportunity, with the affectation unavoidable in frequently addressing one to whom the title was still a novelty.
This is the safest place you could be, but whatever you desire, I will obey.
"Do you like it?" she asked, unease and desire crossing her features at his nearness.
If at first the members of the council thought that Kutuzov was pretending to sleep, the sounds his nose emitted during the reading that followed proved that the commander-in-chief at that moment was absorbed by a far more serious matter than a desire to show his contempt for the dispositions or anything else--he was engaged in satisfying the irresistible human need for sleep.
Her blood surged with desire, her breathing quickening.
In the fog of desire she knew one thing - it was too late to protest.
They didn't enter war to satisfy a desire to kill and maim but to be victorious in the way their society rewarded.
Was he confused – alone and fighting a desire he detested?
His gaze was penetrating and direct, stirring desire and fear within her.
His blood was already humming with desire; he forgot how much of a turn on arguing with her was.
During daylight, when he wasn't fighting the desire to make love to her that grew with the disappearance of the sun.
It took every ounce of her willpower not to flee hysterically or give in to the desire to collapse and sob.
Today, success still requires good execution, but the larger question is: "Can you discover and fulfill a hitherto-unknown, latent desire in people that the Internet enables?"
It turns out we all have a desire to be artists or philosophers or singers or photographers or commentators or reviewers.
It has increased our desire for peace and our unwillingness to wage war.
The thought of going to college took root in my heart and became an earnest desire, which impelled me to enter into competition for a degree with seeing and hearing girls, in the face of the strong opposition of many true and wise friends.
What he has taught we have seen beautifully expressed in his own life--love of country, kindness to the least of his brethren, and a sincere desire to live upward and onward.
Why, only a little while ago people thought it quite impossible to teach the deaf-blind anything; but no sooner was it proved possible than hundreds of kind, sympathetic hearts were fired with the desire to help them, and now we see how many of those poor, unfortunate persons are being taught to see the beauty and reality of life.
Her every waking moment is spent in the endeavour to satisfy her innate desire for knowledge, and her mind works so incessantly that we have feared for her health.
How ridiculous it is to say I had drunk so copiously of the noble spirit of Dr. Howe that I was fired with the desire to rescue from darkness and obscurity the little Alabamian!
She smelt of the flowers, but showed no desire to pluck them; and, when I gathered a few for her, she refused to have them pinned on her dress.
I knew that Laura Bridgman had shown the same intuitive desire to produce sounds, and had even learned to pronounce a few simple words, which she took great delight in using, and I did not doubt that Helen could accomplish as much as this.
I think that it would be better than this, for the students, or those who desire to be benefited by it, even to lay the foundation themselves.
But you will understand that I have no desire for the post.
He lets them enter the tÃªte-de-pont. * They spin him a thousand gasconades, saying that the war is over, that the Emperor Francis is arranging a meeting with Bonaparte, that they desire to see Prince Auersperg, and so on.
Pierre was one of those who are only strong when they feel themselves quite innocent, and since that day when he was overpowered by a feeling of desire while stooping over the snuffbox at Anna Pavlovna's, an unacknowledged sense of the guilt of that desire paralyzed his will.
Pierre, however, felt excited, and the general desire to show that they were ready to go to all lengths--which found expression in the tones and looks more than in the substance of the speeches--infected him too.
Pierre's one feeling at the moment was a desire to show that he was ready to go all lengths and was prepared to sacrifice everything.
The "man of great merit," despite his desire to obtain the post of director, could not refrain from reminding Prince Vasili of his former opinion.
At that moment he did not desire Moscow, or victory, or glory (what need had he for any more glory?).
Even before he gave that order the thing he did not desire, and for which he gave the order only because he thought it was expected of him, was being done.
'Boyars,' I will say to them, 'I do not desire war, I desire the peace and welfare of all my subjects.'
"Your honor..." replied the shopman in the frieze coat, "your honor, in accord with the proclamation of his highest excellency the count, they desire to serve, not sparing their lives, and it is not any kind of riot, but as his highest excellence said..."
Nicholas suddenly felt a desire and need to tell his most intimate thoughts (which he would not have told to his mother, his sister, or his friend) to this woman who was almost a stranger.
In spite of her one desire to see her brother as soon as possible, and her vexation that at the moment when all she wanted was to see him they should be trying to entertain her and pretending to admire her nephew, the princess noticed all that was going on around her and felt the necessity of submitting, for a time, to this new order of things which she had entered.
There was only one expression on her agitated face when she ran into the drawing room--that of love--boundless love for him, for her, and for all that was near to the man she loved; and of pity, suffering for others, and passionate desire to give herself entirely to helping them.
Man's mind cannot grasp the causes of events in their completeness, but the desire to find those causes is implanted in man's soul.