Quotes About Desire

Sin from thy lips? O trespass sweetly urged! Give me my sin again.

Shine out fair sun, till I have bought a glass, That I may see my shadow as I pass.

O, train me not, sweet mermaid, with thy note, to drown me in thy sister's flood of tears.

O, teach me how you look, and with what art You sway the motion of Demetrius' heart.-Helena

Naught's had, all's spent, Where our desire is got without content. 'Tis safer to be that which we destroy Than by destruction dwell in doubtful joy.

Enjoy'd no sooner but despised straight, Past reason hunted, and no sooner had Past reason hated

Methought I was enamour'd of an ass.

Love is familiar. Love is a devil. There is no evil angel but Love. -

A lover goes toward his beloved as enthusiastically as a schoolboy leaving his books, but when he leaves his girlfriend, he feels as miserable as the schoolboy on his way to school. (Act 2, scene 2)

Which dreams, indeed, are ambition, for the very substance of the ambitious is merely the shadow of a dream.

O, who can hold a fire in his hand By thinking on the frosty Caucasus? Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite By bare imagination of a feast? Or wallow naked in December snow By thinking on fantastic summer's heat? O, no! the apprehension of the good Gives but the greater feeling to the worse: Fell sorrow's tooth doth never rankle more Than when he bites, but lanceth not the sore.

They are all but stomachs, and we all but food. To eat us hungerly, and when they are full, They belch us.

Art thou afeard To be the same in thine own act and valour As thou art in desire? Wouldst thou have that Which thou esteem'st the ornament of life, And live a coward in thine own esteem, Letting 'I dare not' wait upon 'I would,' Like the poor cat i' the adage?

All things that are, are with more spirit chased than enjoy'd.

Sweet Beatrice, wouldst thou come when I called thee? BEATRICE Yea, signior, and depart when you bid me. BENEDICK O, stay but till then! BEATRICE 'Then' is spoken; fare you well now... (Much Ado About Nothing)

Give me my Romeo. And when I shall die, Take him and cut him out in little stars, And he will make the face of heaven so fine That all the world will be in love with night And pay no worship to the garish sun.

Love that we cannot have is the one that lasts the longest,hurts the deepest,but feels the strongest

As soon go kindle fire with snow, as seek to quench the fire of love with words.

She's Love, she loves, and yet she is not lov'd.

At first I did adore a twinkling star But now I worship a celestial sun

The very instant I saw you, did My heart fly to your service; there resides To make me slave to it. ...mine unworthiness, that dare not offer What I desire to give, and much less take What I shall die to want.

I 'gin to be aweary of the sun, And wish th' estate o' th' world were now undone.

Oh, thou did'st then ne'er love so heartily. If thou rememb'rest not the slightest folly That ever love did make thee run inot, Thou has not loved. Of if thou has't not sat as I do now, Wearying they hearer in thy mistress's praise, Thou has not loved. Of if thou hast not broke from company Abruptly, as my passion now makes me, Thou has not loved. (Silvius)

To sue to live, I find I seek to die; And, seeking death, find life.