Quotes About Desire

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Meanwhile, life passes on and time runs out. The culture of wanting more simply for the sake of more can occupy a person for an entire lifetime. But in the end, life is over. It terminates for the beggar and the affluent just the same, whether one is old or young, rich or poor, happy or sad.

People may claim to be "free," yet they cannot control themselves from gluttony in the presence of food or from illicit sexual relations when the opportunity presents itself. Such a notion of freedom is devoid of substance.

When one is content, little will suffice. But without contentment, nothing suffices.

The etiology of miserliness is love of the fleeting, material aspects of this world. The miser ardently clings to his wealth and hoards it.

One should instead desire what will serve one's Hereafter.

I glance at the exit across the room. I want out. The bird in my chest is crashing up against its cage. I can feel the heavy thump, thump, thump of its feverish body inside and I open my mouth, not to speak, but to let the bird out so I can breathe.

I wouldn't know where pure emotion, a crush as you say, stops and sex begins. Does anyone know? When does a feeling become a sin? When the body performs what is already formed in the mind? Tell me that, Red?

The sound of her silk skirt has stopped.On the marble pavement dust grows.Her empty room is cold and still.Fallen leaves are piled against the doors.Longing for that lovely ladyHow can I bring my aching heart to rest?

La necesidad constante de ser algo diferente es lo más valioso que tenemos... ésa es la esencia de la pasión. Sin ella, sin pedido al cielo, comenzamos a envejecer, a repetir, a no arriesgar... a morir lentamente.

Without love, most of life remains concealed. Nothing is as fascinating as love, unfortunately.

Dear God, teach me to be careless.

I don't want to be loved. I want to be desired. Love is safety, but desire is foul.

At the deepest level people are madder than they want to believe. You will find that they fear being eaten, and are alarmed by their desire to devour others.

Secrets are my currency: I deal in them for a living. The secrets of desire, of what people really want, and of what they fear the most. The secrets of why love is difficult, sex complicated, living painful and death so close and yet placed far away. Why are pleasure and punishment closely related? How do our bodies speak? Why do we make ourselves ill? Why do you want to fail? Why is pleasure hard to bear?

I can settle down and be doing just fineTill I hear an old train rolling down the line,Then I hurry straight home and packAnd if I didn't go, I believe I'd blow my stackI love you baby, but you gotta understandWhen the Lord made me he made a ramblin' man

You think that you can judge what's good or evil from whether you enjoy doing it or not. You think that evil is what always appears in the form of a temptation, while good is what you never spontaneously want to do. I think this is all total rubbish, if you don't mind my saying so.

So, ye have a wee bit of the cat in ye," he murmured as he pulled her into his arms. "I should have guessed. Ye purr. No one purrs." "Tisnae such a strange sound," she said as she undid his plaid. "I suspect I could make ye purr." "Ha! Men dinnae purr." He helped her remove his shirt and quickly tugged off her shift before pulling her back into his arms. "They make monly sounds." His

The awful glimpse down into the abyss of an existence without him had so staggered and appalled her heart that she felt she could never be quite the same again. However, it had opened her eyes to the fact that right down in the depths of her own heart she really had but one passionate desire, not for the things which the Shepherd had promised, but for himself. All she wanted was to be allowed to follow him forever.

I experienced the happiest moment of my life when you took me in your arms as your wife and pressed me to your heart; when I even think of that moment my heart beats madly and I have a terrible longing for you, and I think I would hug you to death if I had you here now.

A feeling of real need is always a good enough reason to pray.

Drink, drink! Bacchus is the enemy of Venus. "From The Diary Of An Orange Tree

Wie willst du leugnen, liebe Freundin, dass es Wesen gibt - keine Menschen, keine Tiere - seltsame Wesen, die aus der verruchten Lust absurder Gedanken entsprangen?

Darf man einen Wolf zwingen, Gras zu fressen, wenn er keinen Appetit darauf hat?