Quotes About Craving

I could have ripped at those pages with my fingernails in order to get all of the material inside me.

Nije li erotika neutaziva glad koja samu sebe pothranjuje?

There may have been something identical about the way she fell prey to fear and to longing, namely, the act of falling prey to something, of being trapped in a craving--that fixation on a single thing, when the empty gaze forgets multiplicity or, taken over by craving and passion, considers nothing else. But that longing may also have opened up empires for her, strange, colorful empires she was at home in and could love with the living bliss that never changes.

Because she could not go near all these wonderful things, she longed for them all the more.

People with addictive personalities need an addiction.

She hung up. Camp Arifjan had served pizza as a choice at almost every meal, but the sauce tasted like turned ketchup and the dough had the consistency of toothpaste. Since she'd been home, she craved only thin-crust pizza and nobody did that better than Best of Everything. When

If a man had enough to eat, he'd want to grow a second mouth.' He also had a dirty way of saying it, but I won't repeat it here." Kat

But what doesn't change is that love is something we all crave. Everyone is looking for that touch, that emotion, that feeling. Love makes the mundane matter.

Just as a tree, though cut down, can grow again and again if its roots are undamaged and strong, in the same way if the roots of craving are not wholly uprooted sorrows will come again and again

Just as a tree, though cut down, sprouts up again if its roots remain uncut and firm, even so, until the craving that lies dormant is rooted out, suffering springs up again and again.

Maybe when people longed for a thing that bad the longing made them trust in anything that might give it to them.

Craving clarity, we attempt to eliminate the risk of trusting God.

Boredom: the desire for desires.

In fact, his adult brain acted like his adolescent brain used to. It stopped functioning. All it wanted to do was wrap itself around the owner of that scent and purr. The cat in him wanted to stretch out his body and rub his face into that scent. He'd been right. She was here.

As he looked at her, she felt that flood of restlessness that she now knew was called desire.

The plan of happiness is pro-progression; thus the desire to progress is hardwired into our divine DNA. Whether we're conscious of it or not, we crave the feeling of moving forward, learning, growing, and improving—even if our steps forward are small and intermittent. That is why the lack of even modest progress leads to disillusionment and discouragement, whereas steady progress instills peace of mind and optimism.

It had been so long since she had felt the touch of a man. Too long. She had almost forgotten that ripe, heavy throb of attraction and desire that could instantly drug her body and mind more thoroughly than any hard liquor.

All beings desire pleasure, a surcease of need or want, and there is no shame in that.

You always want what you cant have

What is it?" she mumbled. "Something that will make my kisses taste like chocolate.

At least once in his life, he would like for her to look at him as she would a morsel of fine French pastry. Or a slice of Victoria sandwich. Or even a humble piece of buttered bread.

a drunk did not expect the bottle to love him back,and she only wished to drink him in whenever she could.

Alas, would that it were as easy to appease the heart as it is to satisfy the stomach.

Charlotte exhaled—and wished that she had Bernadine's distaste for cake. Not always, of course, but for brief and intense spells that made it easier to give up extra servings in times of impending Maximum Tolerable Chins.