Quotes About Craving

To hunger is to be alive and to hope.

I am dying of hunger.

Some cats, Iggy Pop, they're going to always have that hunger.

Hunger and self-control do not go hand in hand.

I find hunger more interesting than accomplishment.

I'm so greedy, I'm hungry, I'm young.

Not like Chinese food, where you eat it and then you feel hungry an hour later.

You get away from something long enough, you miss it. You get hungry for it.

I'm a fan of leaving people hungry; I don't like leaving people satisfied.

Everyone knows that I'm not very nice when I'm hungry.

I'm not a foodie - I'm an eater: I'm hungry.

It's an awful feeling, being hungry.

The gift of Dharma surpasses all gifts. The taste of Dharma surpasses all tastes. The delight in Dharma surpasses all delights. The destruction of craving conquers all suffering.

One who delights in the ending of craving Is a disciple of the Fully Awakened One.

Amy made me believe I was exceptional, that I was up to her level of play. That was both our making and undoing Because I couldn't handle the demands of greatness. I began craving ease and averageness.

because for Amy, love was like drugs or booze or porn: There was no plateau. Each exposure needed to be more intense than the last to achieve the same result.

There might be a space too, for this. The feel of killing, there might be an empty spot just waiting to be filled.

Please let him look. I didn't need to hide from someone courting oblivion as ardently as I am.

My story would satisfy Desi's craving for ruined women -- I was now the most damaged of them all.

And when I picture his mind, I hear my name as a shy crystal ping that occurs once, maybe twice, a day and quickly subsides. I just wish he thought about me as much as I do him.

Just one olive, though

What if you hurt because it feels so good? Like you have a tingling, like someone left a switch on in your body. And nothing can turn the switch off except hurting? What does that mean?

If I had a dick, I would fuck this peanut butter

Para Amy, o amor era como drogas, álcool e pornografia: não havia limite. Cada exposiçao precisava ser mais intensa que a última para alcançar o mesmo resultado.