Quotes About Desire

prohibition makes you want to cry into your beer and denies you the beer to cry into

My heart has followed, all my days, something I cannot name.

Ours is a world where people don't know what they want and are willing to go through hell to get it.

However, the majority of people mistakenly judge external things to be 'good' and therefore experience feelings of desire for things beyond their control, leading to frustration and suffering.

Now, here is the point about the self: it is insatiable. It is always, always hankering. It is what you might call rapacious to a fault. The great flaming mouth to the thing is never in this world going to be stuff full.

Little is known about her. We are assured, however, that the same damnable involvements that obsess us obsess her too. Copulation. Strangeness. Applause.

I sit down on the curb, outside the Opera. People passing look at me. I will wait here for a hundred years. Or until the hot meat of romance is cooled by the dull gravy of common sense once more

Queremos que el Padre Muerto esté muerto. Nos sentamos con los ojos llenos de lágrimas y deseamos que el Padre Muerto esté muerto… y entretanto hacemos cosas asombrosas con las manos.

A week later she is still with me. She is departing by degrees. If I tore her hair out, no one but me would love her. But she don't want me to tear her hair out. I wear different shirts for her: red, orange, silver. We hold hand through the night.

he is insane because when he loved you, you didn't notice.

Anyone ambitious, who lives to be old or even old , endures the inevitable loss of ambition's fulfillment.

Bring me a Diet Coke.

I have sometimes wondered if the greatest desire of man is to be known and loved anyway.

I think the things we want most in life, the things we think will set us free, are not the thing we need.

Humans are designed to seek comfort and order, and so if they have comfort and order, they tend to plant themselves, even if their comfort isn't all that comfortable. And even if they secretly want for something better.

Sometimes the things we want most in life are the things that will kill us.

As a human, I am flawed in that it is difficult for me to consider others before myself. It feels like I have to fight against this force, this current within me that, more often than not, wants to avoid serious issues and please myself, buy things for myself, feed myself, entertain myself, and all of that.

The thing about new things is you feel new when you buy them, you feel as though you are somebody different because you own something different. We are our possessions, you know. There are people who get addicted to buying new stuff. Things. Piles and piles of things. But the new things become old things so quickly. We need new things to replace the old things.

It made me wonder if the reasons our lives seem so muddled is because we keep walking into scenes in which we, along with the people around us, have no clear idea what we want.

We believe we will be made whole by our accomplishments, our possessions, or our social status. It's written in the fabric of our DNA that life used to be beautiful and now it isn't, and if only this and only that, it would be beautiful again.

Humans are designed to seek comfort and order, and so if they have comfort and order, they tend to plant themselves, even if their comfort is not all that comfortable, even if they see clearly want for something better.

Perhaps that's another reason true intimacy is so frightening. It's the one thing we all want, and must give up control to get.

And that's the tricky thing about life, really, that the things we want most will kill us.

I have a pastor friend who says the root of sin is the desire for control. I think there's some truth to that. And I'd add the root of control is fear.