Quotes About Desire

I am the star in my own Shakespearean farce, never managing to sleep with one woman without wanting the other. The gods of sex and irony are playing hockey, and I am their unwitting puck.

And the violence of the coupling itself, primitive and elemental, reminding us that we're all just dumb animals clinging to our spot on the food chain, eating, sleeping, and fucking as much as possible before something bigger comes along and devours us.

No one likes to have less than they had before. That's the nature of the human animal.

Sex sells everything and sex kills

Caught in my struggle for higher achievements, And my search for love that don't seem to cease.

Verliefdheid rust op het roekeloze besluit verliefd te worden. Met zijn besluit had Simon de kwelling over zichzelf afgeroepen. De welling was masochistisch en theatraal. Het was gezocht ongeluk, zelfgeschapen wanhoop, ijdele parodie. Allemaal waar. Maar wat het ook mocht zijn, de kwelling werd er niet minder op.

Verliefdheid rust op het roekeloze besluit om verliefd te worden. Met zijn besluit had Simon de kwelling over zichzelf afgeroepen. De kwelling was masochistisch en theatraal. Het was gezocht ongeluk, zelfgeschapen wanhoop, ijdele parodie. Allemaal waar. Maar wat het ook mocht zijn, de kwelling werd er niet minder om.

Je hebt uiteindelijk je begeerte lief en niet het begeerde.' Het kwam er veel plechtiger uit dan bedoeld. Meteen had hij spijt het te hebben gezegd. Simon wist dat het waar was, maar wist ook dat het aanmatigend was om te zeggen dat het waar was. Lizzie fronste. Zij vroeg of hij het nog eens wilde zeggen. Toen zei ze: 'Nou, dat vind ik niet. Ik hou gewoon van jou.

Een misplaatst gevoel voor goede smaak weerhield hem ervan te zeggen dat hij haar had gemist en haar zou blijven missen. Maar er waren momenten dat de goede smaak maar even de andere kant op moest kijken. 'Ik jou ook,' antwoordde Lizzie.

It isn't precisely that people will fight for what they believe. They will fight, instead, to maintain the match between what they believe, what they expect, and what they desire.

Perhaps Man is something that should never have been. Perhaps the world should even be cleansed of all human presence, so that Being and consciousness could return to the innocent brutality of the animal. I believe that the person who claims never to have wished for such a thing has neither consulted his memory nor confronted his darkest fantasies.

Pain is more potent than pleasure, and anxiety more than hope.

Hating life, despising life—even for the genuine pain that life inflicts—merely serves to make life itself worse, unbearably worse. There is no genuine protest in that. There is no goodness in that, only the desire to produce suffering, for the sake of suffering. That is the very essence of evil. People who come to that kind of thinking are one step from total mayhem.

And perhaps because, as unfamiliar and strange as it sounds, in the deepest part of our psyche, we all want to be judged.

only the desire to produce suffering, for the sake of suffering. That is the very essence of evil.

Kids need playgrounds dangerous enough to remain challenging. People, including children (who are people too, after all), don't seek to minimize risk. They seek to optimize it. They drive and walk and love and play so that they achieve what they desire, but they push themselves a bit at the same time, too, so they continue to develop. Thus, if things are made too safe, people (including children) start to figure out ways to make them dangerous again.

Children hit first because aggression is innate, although more dominant in some individuals and less in others, and, second, because aggression facilitates desire. It's foolish to assume that such behaviour must be learned. A snake does not have to be taught to strike.

Gender is constructed, but an individual who desires gender re-assignment surgery is to be unarguably considered a man trapped in a woman's body (or vice versa).

Are you so sure that your partner would be unhappy if more of you rose to the surface? The femme fatale and the anti-hero are sexually attractive for a reason….

Ambition is often—and often purposefully—misidentified with the desire for power, and damned with faint praise, and denigrated, and punished.

Everyone is always broadcasting to everyone else their desire to encounter the ideal.

What if it was the case that the world revealed whatever goodness it contains in precise proportion to your desire for the best?

What shall I do when I despise what I have? Remember those who have nothing and strive to be grateful.

You are blind, because of what you desire. Perhaps what you really need is right in front of your eyes, but you cannot see it because of what you are currently aiming for.