Quotes About Craving

Sleep was like sex. The less you had, the more you craved it, and Tracy Crosswhite hadn't had much of either lately. She stretched

Love is the desire to be irresistibly desired.

Love is an irresistable desire to be irresistably desired.

Love is an irresistible desire to be irresistibly desired.

something he wanted to eat that might also plausibly support weight loss.

Even though he'd been craving solitude for the past ten days, the prospect of his silent attic room was cheerless, after these long days of dread and loss.

The difficulty of merging two lives, of waiting for the soulmate who never arrived, of craving both freedom and love.

And he wasn't the marrying kind. No matter the inconveniences, what he craved at the end of a working day was his private space, clean and ordered, organised exactly as he liked it, free of emotional storms, from guilt and recriminations, from demands to service Hallmark's idea of romance, from a life where someone else's happiness was his responsibility.

of waiting for the soulmate who never arrived, of craving both freedom and love.

Every exchange making him feel like an idiot, making him draw his spine up straight and making him fiddle with his hair, and all he wanted to do was to see her naked on the floor. Not brutal, not unkind, enraptured.

Longing, we say, because desire is full of endless distances.

I don't want to need you, 'cause I can't have you.

We'll all be riding that streetcar of desire.

I must really be getting hungry," Swift-Killer thought. "Here I am gazing full on the topside of a handsome young male and I am not even interested.

Why do we hunger so for vicious things? Our wishes bend the statues of the gods.

The healthy being craves an occasional wildness, a jolt from normality, a sharpening of the edge of appetite, his own little festival of Saturnalia, a brief excursion from his way of life.

All of us are greedy to some extent.

Restriction promotes addiction.

As last days go, mine sucked. The last day I would have chosen — the last day I deserved — would have involved more chocolate.

tightened his gut and sent him to the border of craving. Soon she'd leave Niroli; until she did, he had to keep this urgent appetite

Absence is the figure of privation; simultaneously, I desire and I need. Desire is squashed against need: that is the obsessive phenomenon of all amorous sentiment.

It is my desire I desire, and the loved being is no more than its tool.

The text you write must prove to me that it desires me.

Either woe or well-being, sometimes I have a craving to be engulfed. This morning (in the country), the weather is mild, overcast. I am suffering (from some incident). The notion of suicide occurs to me…Another day, in the rain, we're waiting for the boat at the lake; from happiness, this time, the same outburst of annihilation sweeps through me.