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Quotes About Desire

Why did Troy not leave my treasure alone?
~ Thomas Hardy
There's more for us to think about in that one little hungry heart than in all the stars of the sky…
~ Thomas Hardy
With Sue as companion he could have renounced his ambitions with a smile. Without her it was inevitable that the reaction from the long strain to which he had subjected himself should affect him disastrously.
~ Thomas Hardy
Perhaps to know her would be to cure himself of this unexpected and unauthorized passion.
~ Thomas Hardy
Well, if you wanted to love me, why do you blow so hot and cold? Why do you... keep tantalizing me -Angel
~ Thomas Hardy
What then? Joy-jaunts, impassioned flings, Love and its ecstasy, Will always have been great things, great things to me!
~ Thomas Hardy
The truth is, that I never care much for reading what one ought to read; I wish I did, but I cannot help it.  And
~ Thomas Hardy
We discern a grand force in the lover which he lacks while a free man, but there is a breadth of vision in the free man which in the lover we vainly seek.
~ Thomas Hardy
Her heart longed for some ark into which it could fly and be at rest. Rough or smooth she did not care, so long as it was warm.
~ Thomas Hardy
If he could only prevent himself growing up! He did not want to be a man.
~ Thomas Hardy
so that I could only be near you, and get glimpses of you, and think of you as mine.
~ Thomas Hardy
I want somebody to tame me; I am too independent; and you would never be able to, I know.
~ Thomas Hardy
Ah, want of an object to live for - that's all is the matter with me!
~ Thomas Hardy
her mouth he had seen nothing to equal on the face of the earth. To a young man with the least fire in him that little upward lift in the middle of her red top lip was distracting, infatuating, maddening. He had never before seen a woman's lips and teeth which forced upon his mind with such persistent iteration the old Elizabethan simile of roses filled with snow.
~ Thomas Hardy
Oh my love, my love, why do I love you so? she whispered there alone; for she you love is not myself, but one in my image; the one I might have been!
~ Thomas Hardy
As to our going on together as we were going, in a sort of friendly way, the people round us would have made it unable to continue. Their views of the relations of man and woman are limited, as is proved by their expelling me from the school. Their philosophy only recognizes relations based on animal desire. The wide field of strong attachment where desire plays, at least, only a secondary part, is ignored by them—the part of—who is it?—Venus Urania.
~ Thomas Hardy
O deliver my heart from this fearful gloom and loneliness; send me great love from somewhere, else I shall die.
~ Thomas Hardy
But mind this, I don't wish 'ee to feel you owe me anything. Not I. What I do, I do. Sometimes I say I should be as glad as a bird to leave the place — for don't suppose I'm content to be a nobody. I was made for better things.
~ Thomas Hardy
It appears that ordinary men take wives because possession is not possible without marriage, and that ordinary women accept husbands because marriage is not possible without possession; with totally differing aims the method is the same on both sides.
~ Thomas Hardy
Bathsheba, he said tenderly and in surprise, and coming closer: if I only knew one thing- you would allow me to love you and win you. and marry you after all-- if I only knew that.! But you never will know, she murmured. Why? Because you never ask. Oh-Oh! said Gabriel, with a low laugh of joyousness. My own dear-
~ Thomas Hardy
The man to love rarely coincides with the hour for loving. Nature does not often say See! to her poor creature at a time when seeing can lead to happy doing; or reply Here! to a body's cry of Where? till the hide-and-seek has become an irksome, outworn game.
~ Thomas Hardy
We discern a grand force in the lover which he lacks whilst a free man, but there is a breadth of vision in the free man which in the lover we vainly seek.
~ Thomas Hardy
His supper still remained spread; and going to the front door, and softly setting it open, he returned to the room and sat as watchers sit on Old-Midsummer eves, expecting the phantom of the Beloved. But she did not come.
~ Thomas Hardy
And then he again uneasily saw, as he had latterly seen with more and more frequency, the scorn of Nature for man's finer emotions, and her lack of interest in his aspirations.
~ Thomas Hardy