Quotes About Craving

I have a chicken-wing addiction... I sometimes can't get out of a restaurant without at least trying their chicken wings. So that's my great downfall.

We are not angels, we are merely sophisticated apes. Yet we feel like angels trapped inside the bodies of beasts, craving transcendence and all the time trying to spread our wings and fly off, and it's really a very odd predicament to be in, if you think about it.

I love buffalo wings and eat them at least three times a week.

I love apple sauce. I have an addiction - I don't know what it is, but I just love the texture of it. It reminds me of baby food. Not that I like to eat baby food.

Directors are our teachers, and I'm always craving to work with a great director. They're pretty much the first thing that interests me about a project. Let's put it this way: It'll take me a lot longer to read a script if there's no director attached.

The one thing that's broken inside of me is that I've lost the signal most people have to feel hungry or feel full.

The one thing I still love is mint choc chip ice cream - the really fluorescent kind.

Now the only thing I miss about sex is the cigarette afterward. Next to the first one in the morning, it's the best one of all. It tasted so good that even if I had been frigid I would have pretended otherwise just to be able to smoke it.

I love hot dogs. That's the only thing I can't get rid of.

Do ghosts drink tea? They don't, said Tansey. But this ghost would love to see a cup of tea in front of her. It'd be lovely.

f a group of guys are hanging around and one guy is doing coke, he'll say, 'Take a hit. You'll feel like a new man.' He's right; the problem is that once you feel like a new man, that new man wants a hit so he can feel like a new man. And that goes on and on until the coke runs out, and you're broke.

Necesitaba de la intriga tanto como de los alimentos.

Desire is squashed against need: that is the obsessive phenomenon of all amorous sentiment.

Quand on a envie de crever, le chocolat a encore meilleur goût que d'habitude.

Cuando una sola copa es demasiado, las demás nunca son suficiente. Nunca.

her lower lip was like an orange mint. and i was a crying little boy in the candy store.

He is one of the cursed, a Tantalus, whose literary hunger perpetually gnaws but can never be satiated. He has read everything at least once.

Maneviyat,beden saÄŸl?kl? olduÄŸu sürece onun kibri ve zevkidir,ama hastalan?r hastalanmaz ya da iÅŸler kötüye gittiÄŸinde bu kez de derhal o bedenden kaç?? kurtulma isteÄŸidir.

But please don't ask me eat anything, especially boiled pork and greens. Boiled pork and greens are so unromantic when one is in affliction.

But please don't ask me to eat anything, especially boiled pork and greens. Boiled pork and greens are so unromantic when one is in affliction.

Human nature is always desirous of what one has not got!

I understand only that a vast void, an emptiness, is needing to be filled. O the things we grasp at.

She felt sleep creeping up on her like a relentless tide. She tried to summon up a craving for German chocolates. Or New York traffic. Late-night television. Nope. What she really needed was currently scratching her back with the most careful of scratches, humming an off-key melody under his breath. Jessica smiled.

Our children... have a passionate need for the dimension of transcendence, mysticism, way-outness. We're not offering it to them legitimately. The tendency of the churches to be relevant and more-secular-than-thou does not answer our need for the transcendent. As George Tyrrell wrote about a hundred years ago, If a [man's] craving for the mysterious, the wonderful, the supernatural, be not fed on true religion, it will feed itself on the garbage of any superstition that is offered to it.