Quotes About Desire

Now, of all times in my life, did I wish Caleb truly was my brother, rather than that selfish, imperious, weak-willed soul to whom fate had shackled me.

Every real object must cease to be what it seemed and none could ever be what the whole soul desired.

To be faithful to your instincts and the impulses that carry you in the direction of the excellence you most desire and value ... surely that is to lead the noble life.

Reason, ruling alone, is a force confining; and passion, unattended, is a flame that burns to its own destruction.

To live is like to love: all reason is against it, and all healthy instinct is for it.

The thinker philosophizes as the lover loves. Even were the consequences not only useless but harmful, he must obey his impulse.

The essential conditions of everything you do must be choice, love, passion.

We do not wish ardently for what we desire only through reason.

You may have the universe if I may have Italy.

I wish you all the joy that you can wish.

Give me a kisse, and to that kisse a score; Then to that twenty, adde a hundred more; A thousand to that hundred; so kisse on, To make that thousand up a million; Treble that million, and when that is done, Let's kisse afresh, as when we first begun.

Stolen kisses are always sweetest.

Give me neither poverty nor riches; feed me with food convenient for me.

Is not this the true romantic feeling - not to desire to escape life, but to prevent life from escaping you.

Sometimes I wish life had a fast-forward button.

Basically, I'm interested in friendship, sex and death.

I have been so great a lover: filled my days So proudly with the splendour of Love's praise, The pain, the calm, and the astonishment, Desire illimitable, and silent content, And all dear names men use, to cheat despair, For the perplexed and viewless streams that bear Our hearts at random down the dark of life.

There can be no peace of mind in love, since the advantage one has secured is never anything by a fresh starting-point for further desires.

All that a man hath will he give for his life.

People need joy quite as much as clothing. Some of them need it far more.

Literature is mostly about sex and not much about having children; and life is the other way around.

What a man enjoys about a woman's clothes are his fantasies of how she would look without them.

Every theory of love, from Plato down, teaches that each individual loves in the other sex what he lacks in himself.

At the end of what is called the 'sexual life' the only love which has lasted is the love which has everything, every disappointment, every failure and every betrayal, which has accepted even the sad fact that in the end there is no desire so deep as the simple desire for companionship.