Quotes About Desire

no ya prisionero entre muros y barrotes, sino aislado en un vacío frío, que el mundo ignoraba. Ahí estaba el verdadero castigo: que el mundo excluyera al recluso. No anhelaba tanto salir como que el mundo entrase en mi vacío y lo coloreara, lo calentara con ademanes o palabras.

Le catene, la morte, la comune speranza, acquistavano un senso terribile e quotidiano. Ciò che prima era visto nell'aria, era stato parole, adesso afferrava alle viscere. Nelle parole c'è qualcosa d'impudico. In certi istanti avrei voluto vergognarmi. Invece tacevo. Avrei voluto scomparire come un topo. Le bestie, pensavo, non sanno quel che avviene. Invidiavo le bestie.

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However, the desire to be enlightened can be a problem. It is when it is not all that important to you that you will attain enlightenment.

Yang terampas dan yang putus... Kelam dan angin lalu mempesiang diriku, Menggigir juga ruang di mana dia yang kuingin, Malam tambah merasuk, rimbajadi semati tugu. ....

Sometimes girls, especially those whose tastes aren't routine, don't get a fair break. Too many of us have been bred to timidity. That is why those who escape must run, not stroll, toward what they desire. They mustn't look back. They mustn't question their own instincts. And they mustn't listen to the naysayers. If they can only follow their own true course, well then, they will be as renowned for their bravery as the greatest men are.

For sometimes you can't help but crave some ruin in what you love.

For if there is ever a moment when we are most vulnerable, it's when we're closest to the idea of the attained desire, and thus farthest from ourselves, which is when we'll tread through any flame.

And while it's easy to say this is a situation to be avoided, isn't this what we also fear and crave simultaneously, that some internal force which defies understanding might remake us into the people we dream we are?

What if loving something means you should mostly feel frustrated and thwarted? And then a little ruined, too, by the pursuit? But you keep coming back for more?

Out in Africa examines the anthropological, cultural and literary representations of male and female same sex desire, as it is at odds with an apparent context of heteronormativity and emphasis on reproduction, in a pan-African context, from the nineteenth century to the present.

Vampires. They wrote the book on possessive.

Eric was holding my hands, and I was digging my nails into him like we were doing something else. He won't mind, I though, as I realized I'd drawn blood. And sure enough, he didn't. "Let go," he advised me, and I loosened my grip on his hands. "No, not of me," he said smiling. "You can hold on to me as long as you want.

Intimacy" Even in the dark I think of you— That these shadows have made me long for your touch. Might that I wrap myself in the soft, white blanket of your skin, your words tumbling tenderly into my ear. And yet as I pause to consider the gentleness within your voice I realize it is only the sound of my heart—trembling To be next to you.

Apricot in Red Wine" for Alicia She lay wrapped in a soft-white blanket, imagining how warm it would be–her back against his chest, their bodies curved around each other. She has this addicting idea that his thumbs will fit perfectly into the groove of her hips–his breath on her neck. Leading him by the hand to her bedroom, she silently lets him undress her, promising to be quiet, to be quiet enough that no one will hear Her naked soul

This is our gracious will.

We love in others what we lack ourselves, and would be everything but what we are.

I have nothing against old people. I want to be one myself one day.

This life is a hospital in which every patient is possessed with a desire to change his bed.

This life is a hospital where each patient is possessed by the desire to change his bed.

The act of love strongly resembles torture or surgery.

One should always be drunk. That's all that matters... But with what? With wine, with poetry, or with virtue, as you chose. But get drunk.

In this horror of solitude, this need to lose his ego in exterior flesh, which man calls grandly the need for love.

Beauty is the sole ambition, the exclusive goal of Taste.