Quotes About Craving

Ursula craved solitude but she hated loneliness, a conundrum that she couldn't even begin to solve.

She wanted something to happen - something, anything: she did not know what.

he derived the law of diminishing returns: the more of a thing that you consume (be it bananas or shampoo), the less you will desire still more of it.

Like cider and aged wine I was desired, desired like the sheer blue cascade that dazzles the eyes of the thirsty.

The more the heart is sated with joy, the more it becomes insatiable.

But Sadie knew it was easy to get addicted to the taste of your own carnage.

Sadie was not a natural mother, though this was not a confession one was allowed to make. She craved solitude and personal space too much. But she loved this girl nonetheless.

No substance," A.J. mutters. "They leave you hungry.

Staring into the half light, the queen struggles with wants and needs to which she can give no names. It is not the willow she desires, nor the rose. It is something else…something that eludes her.

Great food is like great sex. The more you have the more you want.

I never really drank coffee in college, but now I'm on my feet all day and out all night and can't believe it hasn't always been in my life. When morning comes I crave it.

Sex is good, but not as good as fresh sweet corn.

But what is worse, smelling the roast and not feasting, or not smelling the roast at all?

What I want now is what I've always wanted.

Sensual passions are your first enemy. Your second is called Discontent. Your third is Hunger & Thirst. Your fourth is called Craving. Fifth is Sloth & Drowsiness. Sixth is called Terror. Your seventh is Uncertainty. Hypocrisy & Stubbornness, your eighth. Gains, Offerings, Fame, & Status wrongly gained, and whoever would praise self & disparage others. That, Namuci, is your enemy, the Dark One's commando force. A coward can't defeat it, but one having defeated it gains bliss.

There, there are no chicken wings

6Now I'm reaching out to you, thirsting for you like the dry, cracked ground thirsts for rain.

The demon of drink was as black as the demon of play, and nearly as hard to get rid of -- especially as his kind friends did all they could to second the promptings of his own insatiable cravings.

Desire is an end in itself: it seeks only more desire, not fixation on a specific object.29

Desire springs from lack.

Satisfaction buries desires

You won't want what you cannot have

They say "ya gotta stay hungry"... Hey Baby...I'm just about starvin' tonight!

Of all the worldly passions, lust is the most intense. All other worldly passions seem to follow in its train.