Quotes About Craving

There was nothing like double chocolate chip to solve the sexual problems of women everywhere.

It is a terrible thing to want something you cannot have. It takes you over. I couldn't think straight because of it. There was no one else, I realized, whom I could possibly tell.

I have often reflected upon the new vistas that reading has opened to me. I knew right there in prison that reading had changed forever the course of my life. As I see it today, the ability to read awoke inside me some long dormant craving to be mentally alive.

If you have had some taste of success, it's extremely addicting. I think the withdrawal from that is what's most devastating. I don't think it's the success that kills people, it's the withdrawal.

There was a monster in me that had to be fed by success. There is a monster in us all that has to be fed by something.

And to no one is this state more attractive than to those whom it is consistently denied.

And I see that not touching for so long was a drive to the beach with the windows rolled up so the waves feel that much colder.

If you are greedy, what is inside you is what makes you always hungry.

If you are greedy, what is inside you is what makes you always hungry," said Popo.

Luyi, it means 'all that you wish.' 

We three belong to the Middle Ages. We have this need of heroism, and there is no place for such feelings in modern life. That is our tragedy. Once I wanted to be a saint. It seemed the only absolute act left to do, for what is most powerful in me is the craving for purity, greatness.

Abnormal pleasures kill the taste for normal ones.

When I am happy it is so rare. I need to dwell on it, to contemplate it. What a hunger, a craving for beautiful things.

Behind my romanticism lies a primitive woman with primitive hungers.

Sometimes she answered, 'My mouth wants you, I want to feel you in my mouth, way down in my mouth.' Other times she answered, 'I am moist between the legs.

For what always creates anxiety in me is the doubt of my own sanity. I always question myself: am I being over-sensitive, am I exaggerating? What I crave at this moment is to be where I am not cut off from the world, to find another thread of contact.

My desire wandered—I became all desire and warmth.

The more hunger, the greater the desires

but the truth is I am terribly weak. And I crave the balm of beautiful and soft things.

All my life, my heart has yearned for a thing I cannot name.

Il y a des maladies extravagantes. Qui consistent à vouloir ce que l'on n'a pas.

Etre aimé n'est rien, c'est être préféré que je désire.

And suddenly I was seized with a desire, a craving, something more furious and more imperious than I had ever felt before—to live! I want to live! I will live. I clenched my teeth, my hands, concentrated my whole being in this wild, grief-stricken endeavour towards existence.

There is always a need for intoxication: China has opium, Islam has hashish, the West has woman.