Quotes About Desire

Through their kisses and caresses they experienced a joy and wonder the equal of which has never been known or heard of. But I shall be silent...; for the rarest and most delectable pleasures are those which are hinted at, but never told.

the most delightful and choicest pleasure is that which is hinted at, but never told.

Alexander did not dare request what he really desired, though he knew that if he asked him for his sweetheart's hand he would have it. But he was so afraid of displeasing her (who would have been overjoyed) that he preferred to suffer without her than have her against her will.

And Lancelot followed her with his eyes and heart until she reached the door; but she was not long in sight, for the room was close by. His eyes would gladly have followed her, had that been possible; but the heart, which is more lordly and masterful in its strength, went through the door after her, while the eyes remained behind weeping with the body.

Eden is not the thing we seek. It is the thing we cannot find.

But how long before this desperate wickedness overruns the qualms of good people? Before the desire for the smell of cooking meat, the softness of flesh, breaks us all?

Sex is not always a choice lovingly made and enjoyed like plump well-handled self-chosen fruit teeth sinking into soft flesh in a dribble of pleasure. Nevertheless it abounds. Some because it is the truth of their being. Some to deny, negate, sate deep yearning, wordless, timeless.

We're strange creatures, we humans. At one level, we just want to eat, drink, play, and acquire more stuff. But life on the hedonic treadmill is ultimately dissatisfying. A beautiful remedy is to hop off it and instead begin pursuing an idea that's bigger than you are.

I always imagined I could be what I wanted to be.

When I was 12, all I wanted for Christmas was a trampoline or a four-wheeler. I ended up getting both presents for Christmas.

I ain't afraid to drown if that means I'm deep up in your ocean.

I believe we have become paralyzed, paralyzed by our desire to be loved. Now our founding fathers had the wisdom to know that social acceptance and popularity were fleeing, and that this country's principles needed to be rooted in strengths greater than the passions and the emotions of the times.

That is the trouble with happiness-all of it is built on top of something that men want.

Well, we want such different things from men. You earnestly want someone who will help you reform society." Mary smiled. "Whereas you . . . ?" ". . . just want a tall man and a stiff drink. You could even swap the adjectives." Mary

London was perfectly prepared to give him a night out of anywhere on earth, and yet all he asked was to come home.

I think most of us tell ourselves we don't want what we think we can't have just to make life bearable.

144461I know very little having to do with human beings that doesn't also have to do with connection. We want to be noticed, we want to be good enough, we want friends, and we want to be loved. We want our place to stand.

I think most of us tell ourselves we don't want what we think we can't have just to make life bearable.

It's easy to find surface goals and stakes (to save the word, to stop the bad guy, save a life), but you often find that those aren't deep enough to help you create the plot. You run out of problems for the protagonist to tackle pretty quickly. The trick is to find the personal stakes and then work from there to determine the goals. People act when they want to (something to gain) or have to (something to lose).   Personal

The goal of prayer is not to change God's mind about what you want. The goal of prayer is to change your own heart, to want what He wants, to the glory of God.

about what you want. The goal of prayer is to change your own heart, to want what He wants, to the glory of God.

Wrap your heart around that the next time you go through a struggle," Clara said. "The goal of prayer is not to change God's mind about what you want. The goal of prayer is to change your own heart, to want what He wants, to the glory of God.

The cakes and pies and casseroles beckoned like gastronomic sirens, and there was no one to lash me to the mast.

Prayer, at its most basic level, was surrender. Like Jesus in the garden, saying, "Not My will, but Yours, be done." The ironic thing was, when a person surrendered their will, they got God's, and then they received what they were really looking for all along. This was what she believed.