Quotes About Desire

Lady Glendora herself had a love for the mountains and lakes, but it was a love of that kind which requires to be stimulated by society, and which is keenest among cold chickens, picnic-pies, and the flying of champagne corks.

but men who have been brought up with opinions altogether different, even with different instincts as to politics, who from their mother's milk have been nourished on codes of thought altogether opposed to each other, cannot work together with confidence even though they may desire the same thing. The very ideas which are sweet as honey to the one are bitter as gall to the other.

A gentleman over fifty, popular in London, with a seat in Parliament, fond of good dinners, and possessed of everything which the world has to give, could hardly have wished to run away with his neighbour's wife

She was dark, thin, healthy, good-looking, clever, ambitious, rich, unsatisfied, perhaps unscrupulous — but not without a conscience.

but there might be a question whether he was not paying too dearly for his whistle. And

There are those who go to the theatre as they would go to a brothel

Estoy en el punto donde ya no toco a la vida, pero tengo en mí todos los apetitos y la titilación insistente del ser. Sólo tengo una ocupación: rehacerme.

Keiner hat je geschrieben oder gemalt, geformt, modelliert, gebaut oder erfunden, es sei denn, um der Hölle zu entkommen.

Inspiration is incompatible with selfish desire. Whoever wants something for himself sets truth aside. Such aims can only degrade work.

El que quiera el fin tiene que querer también los medios.

P]eople don't want freedom. They only want to consume. They look at the commercials, totally captivated, and get into debt so they can buy everything.

I don't go for people who lead full and satisfying lives.

though she seemed made for the pleasures of the flesh, there yet was a sense of spiritual striving about her, and a healthiness of mind and body which pleased him who spent so much of his time with the

If no love is, ah God, what feel I so?

out in the world there was all the untried beckoning enchantments:dancing, sensuous music, merriment--and love.

Because he loved and lusted and floundered, while she did not, she would be forever free.

follow after love, and desire spiritual gifts, but rather that ye may prophesy. What did that mean? Love. Aye, yet one must find it before one could follow it. As for spiritual gifts, they would undoubtedly be agreeable possessions though of limited use if they led only to prophesying.

Inevitably, a story about Soviet food is a chronicle of longing, of unrequited desire. So what happens when some of your most intense culinary memories involve foods you hadn't actually tasted? Memories of imaginings, of received histories; feverish collective yearning produced by seventy years of geopolitical isolation and scarcity...

If Kayla is alive, I wonder if she really wants to be.

think I'd prefer tomorrow morning.

Exactly. My heart wouldn't have been at peace even though I was being outwardly helpful, which suggests a betrayal of my original desire to help.

what he wants. And

I wanted what she [her mother] had wanted, what we all want: everything. We want a mate who feels like family and a lover who is exotic, surprising. We want to be youthful adventurers and middle aged mothers. We want intimacy and autonomy, safely and stimulation, reassurance and novelty, coziness and thrills. But we can't have it all.

You have an affair to get for yourself what you wish would come from the person you love the most. And then you have broken her heart and she can never give you any of it ever again.