Quotes About Impulse

Alcohol has never caused anyone to do something they didn't want to do. It only enables them to do what they've always wanted but have instead repressed.

We used to think, 'I have a feeling; I want to make a call.' Now our impulse is, 'I want to have a feeling; I need to send a text.'

If you want something, have it. If you feel like it's forbidden, you'll want it even more. Whenever I have a craving, I go and have it and just make sure I don't have it again the next day.

I feel something, I do it. I want something, I take it.

One of the characteristics of the young is "I want it now."

Being pregnant, makes me want to do the wildest things

I don't care about lasting. I just want right now.

I am absolutely and inherently self-destructive in that I am always making sure I'm doing what I want to do.

What was I thinking? Fact is I wasn't thinking. I didn't want to think. I wanted to feel.

All young people want to kick up their heels and defy convention; most of them would prefer to do it at a not too heavy cost.

Whoever waited outside was impatient – thunder rang imperiously through the room even as the old man reached for the bar.

He had revealed himself as false, yet still some part of her felt it was something from the past, something too dreadful to be articulated which impelled him to do the things he did.

Was his purpose in being here simply to find a new, more impulsive side to himself? He would be the first to admit that might be an improvement.

He had a strong urge to wipe his hands after touching the boy. This was no Daniel.

I liken my marriage in my twenties to the ill-chosen shot by a basketball player, done without any thought from an impossible angle and motivated by a mix of pure adrenaline and ego, which his coach watches with complete despair as he involuntarily shouts "nooooo.

More or less," that most ambiguous of phrases, pervades many of the conversations that comprise this book, reflecting, perhaps, the ambiguity of attitude toward The Job. Something more than Orwellian acceptance, something less than Luddite sabotage. Often the two impulses are fused in the same person.

Sometimes it just doesn't seem to matter that I know what I should be doing. I still do what I am gonna do.

You really ought to try reining in those hormones of yours. It's a radical concept for you, I'm sure, but just as a change of pace.

We must display a boundless capacity to capitulate to desire and indulge in impulse; we must hunger for constant and immediate satisfaction

Appetite knows what it craves, without cerebral embellishment. It tends not to waste any time laying hold of its tools. That was the thing I had recognised here: appetite. I recognised it precisely because, in a context like this, it was so unfamiliar. It had forced me to rule out everything else. And there was a second reason for my recognition, which because unprecedented was not recognition at all, but astounding discovery: Martha's face told me. I saw appetite there...

I once bought an old car back after I sold it because I missed it so much and I had forgotten that it never ran. It was a British racing car. You know, because I just wanted it back. I could only remember what was good about it.

The high point of civilization is that you can hate me and I can hate you but we develop an etiquette that allows us to deal with each other because if we acted solely upon our impulse we'd probably go to war.

With So Solid, we had overnight success and I bought stupid stuff with my money, I bought a 35k car while I was still living in a council flat.

We've seen with Brexit and other things that there's a dark impulse to be petulant and frustrated with complicated solutions.