Quotes About Craving

Everything teeters between pathos and bathos: here you are, violating society's most fundamental taboos and yet formaldehyde is a powerful appetite stimulant, so you also crave a burrito.

I don't eat red meat, but sometimes a man needs a steak.

There is something in the red of a raspberry pie that looks as good to a man as the red in a sheep looks to a wolf.

No man pursues what he has at hand. No man recognizes the need of pursuit until that which he desires has escaped him.

Like hunger, physical love is a necessity. But man's appetite for amour is never so regular or so sustained as his appetite for the delights of the table.

Man is an animal which, alone among the animals, refuses to be satisfied by the fulfillment of animal desires.

My weaknesses have always been food and men - in that order.

A hungry man can't see right or wrong. He just sees food.

Always when I see a man fond of praise I always think it is because he is an affectionate man craving for affection

Lust is the craving for salt of a man who is dying of thirst.

it would make things much simpler for a man like him if he knew she were unavailable.

Food used to be so good. I used to love food. I haven't eaten food since I was thirteen years old...I haven't had a real piece of bread in thirty years. If I knew what was going to happen, I would have saved some rolls when I was a kid.

in the process, I was creating a hunger that could never be satiated.

Not so lonely that that old, queer, unhappy restlessness had begun again within him; that craving for some place strange and different, which at the beginning of her marriage she had had to make such strenuous efforts to repress, and which yet faintly alarmed her, though it now sprang up at gradually lessening intervals.

Sem alma não se chupa nem um chicabon.

Give me liberty or a bran muffin!

You kiss like a woman who stands on the outside, always peering in the window of life and wishing she were there, yet never having the guts to demand entrance.

me and starts gobbling me down like I'm Prozac and

You're a goner, Donovan. When a hungry man spends more time lookin' at his woman than eatin' , he's in trouble.

He knew he would always be obsessed, would always crave her taste.

Her mouth was perfect under his, her taste wrapping him up in addiction. He craved her the way others might drugs. The depth of his feelings shook him. The passion and love mixed together inside him, welling up like a volcano, consumed him.

His body didn't just want her. It demanded her, burned for her.

Ice wanted her. For whatever reason, he might even need her.

to be here in his room waiting for him, it wasn't nearly enough. They