Quotes About Craving

While I destroyed his hopes, I did not satisfy my own desires. They were forever ardent and craving; still I desired love and fellowship, and I was still spurned. Was there no injustice in this? Am I to be thought the only criminal, when all humankind sinned against me?

For while I destroyed his hopes, I did not satisfy my own desires. They were for ever ardent and craving; still I desired love and fellowship, and I was still spurned.

For while I destroyed his hopes, I did not satisfy my own desires. They were for ever ardent and craving; still I desired love and fellowship, and I was still spurned. Was there no injustice in this? Am I to be thought the only criminal when all human kind sinned against me?

people are programmed to desire, not to appreciate.

By this point, I was hungry – maybe hungrier than I'd ever been in my life.

There were moments when she felt a sudden, violent longing for him, but it was only impatience, not pain.

He felt, as passionately as he had ever felt it, that she was the most desirable woman on earth; but what came from it was only a desire to desire her, a wish to feel, not a feeling.

it's hard not to admit the possibility that I was just desperate for another shot, like an alcoholic rationalizing one last drink.

Why can't I just eat a waffle?

He lifts her breasts, which fit perfectly into his hands, though he knows this is no promise that he gets to keep them. A million things you can't have will fit in a human hand.

Whatever you want the most, it's going to be the worst thing for you.

I'm out of the habit. I've spent years trying not to want. Just, you know, as an endeavor, like quitting smoking.

That a craving can ratchet itself up and up inside a body and mind, at the same time that body's strength for tolerating its favorite drug goes down and down.

?udna je to bol.Umirati od žudnje za ne?im što nikada ne?eš doživjeti

Rationalization was my narcotic. And, as with all drugs, over time, I habituated to mine. I needed more and more to accomplish less and less. Eventually, there was no dose at all that could confer the comfort I craved.

The reprieve was inevitably brief. I would return to the strip and all would be excess: Hummers purchased on tax breaks for use on flat asphalt, without even a pothole to challenge them; quarter-mile long buffets vacuumed down by impossibly corpulent diners; retirees addicted to endless hours of daily television and enticed to this place by a craving for more spectacle, more and ever more.

For me enough means not enough

Why so scrawny, cat? Starving for fat fish or mice... Or backyard love?

A real drunk is only int'rested in two things: puttin paid to the jug in the hand, and huntin for the one still in the bush.

Here is a poem for you: The candy peddler is ringing his bell, and the child cries to its mother. Money becomes candy and candy becomes money. Money goes into the peddler's pocket, and candy goes into the child's mouth and is sweet.

Satisfied needs do not motivate. It's only the unsatisfied need that motivates.

In a world of change, disruption, chaos, and relentless uncertainty, people crave an anchor point, a set of constructs to give them guidance in the face of turbulence. Covey believed that timeless principles do indeed exist, and that the search for them is not folly, but wisdom.

Los gusanos nunca están satisfechos, no importa la cantidad de comida que les des»

I love dark chocolate - I could eat it 'til I puke.