Quotes About Desire

everyone endeavors as much as possible to make others love what he loves, and to hate what he hates... This effort to make everyone approve what we love or hate is in truth ambition, and so we see that each person by nature desires that other persons should live according to his way of thinking...

The good which every man, who follows after virtue, desires for himself he will also desire for other men...

Reason is no match for passion.

Whether this desire for sex is moderate or not, it is usually called lust.

In so far as we understand, we can desire nothing but that which must be, nor, in an absolute sense, can we find contentment in anything but truth.

Desire is the actual essence of man, in so far as it is conceived, as determined to a particular activity by some given modification of itself.

He who loves God cannot endeavor that God should love him in return.

How much I desire! Inside my little satchel, the moon, and flowers

Don't need what you want. Want what you need.

Entirety exists within me as exuberance. Only in empty longing, only in an unlucky desire to be consumed simply be the desire to burn with desire, is entirety wholly what it is.

And yet to wine, to opium even, I prefer the elixir of your lips on which love flaunts itself.

Desire of pleasure binds us to the present.

Sudden as a knife you thrust into my sorry heart and strong as a host of demons came, gaudy and libertine, to make in my corrupted mind your bed and bedlam there; Beast, who bind me to you close as convict to his chains.

Sexuality is the lyricism of the masses.

Come back, I beg you, and I shall be gentle and modest in my desires.... I won't say you'll find me no longer in love, but you cannot prevent my mind wandering around your arms, those beautiful hands of yours, your eyes which are the mainspring of life, and all your adorable earthly being. No, I know you cannot prevent it: but fear not, you are for me an object of worship, and I am incapable of defiling you.

Alas, the vices of man, as horrifying as they are presumed to be, contain proof (if only in their infinite expansiveness!) of his bent for the infinite.

What is love? The need of coming out of one's self.

For nothing can be greater than seduction itself, not even the order that destroys it.

"All the same," said the Scarecrow, "I shall ask for brains instead of a heart; for a fool would not know what to do with a heart if he had one."

We long for what we cannot have, yet desire it not so much because it would benefit us, as because it is beyond our reach.

From the desert I come to theeOn a stallion shod with fire,And the winds are left behindIn the speed of my desire.

To lead a better life I need my love to be here Here, making each day of the year Changing my life with a wave of her hand Nobody can deny that there's something there

Something in the way she moves Attracts me like no other lover Something in the way she woos me I don't want to leave her now You know I believe and how

Sometimes fantasies are better than life.