Quotes About Craving

She stared at them with yearning. Part of her wanted to be a swan. The other part wanted to eat one.

The hungrier one becomes, the clearer one's mind works— also the more sensitive one becomes to the odors of food.

He'd holler starvation in a pie shop.

I believe in original sin … I know that I'm capable of craving a cold beer in a village of starving kids … I understand that selfishness vies for space in our hearts with compassion …

I've sometimes imagined that if sin had a flavor, it might very well be bacon.

I've sometimes imagined that if sin had a flavor, it might very well be bacon. It even tastes smoky, as if it emerged piping hot out of the fiery pans of hell.

I've sometimes imagined that if sin had a flavor, it might very well be bacon. It even tastes smoky, as if it emerged piping hot out of the fiery pans of hell. More than any forbidden fruit, this delectable treat — best when crispy, the little grease bubbles still dancing happily on its crenelated edges — epitomizes things we know we shouldn't eat, but still crave and keep going back to. In short, it's food crack.

You perhaps now know that desire reduces us to pulp.

I was like one who forgets all day to eat until the scent from some other's roasting pan reminds her she's ravenous.

The only things that distinguish us from the rest of the animals, Madam is our habit of drinking when we are not thirsty and making love at any time.

The ear tends to be lazy, craves the familiar and is shocked by the unexpected; the eye, on the other hand, tends to be impatient, craves the novel and is bored by repetition.

Man's heart is never satisfied; the snake would swallow the elephant.

Hunger is insolent, and will be fed.

Every time I look at you I get a fierce desire to be lonesome.

The natural man has only two primal passions - to get and beget.

He mouths a sentence as curs mouth a bone.

We grow weary of those things (and perhaps soonest) which we most desire.

A cigarette is the perfect type of a perfect pleasure. It is exquisite, and it leaves one unsatisfied. What more can you want?

The best antidote I have found is to yearn for something. As long as you yearn, you can't congeal: there is a forward motion to yearning.

I wish I knew the good of wishing.

Sex is like money; only too much is enough.

Addiction has a more powerful pull than just about anything else on earth.

She didn't want the medi-techs. She wanted a fucking a candy bar.

She wished she had candy, but she hadn't settled on a new hiding place to thwart the nefarious Candy Thief.