Quotes About Desire

A]ll gastronomic pleasure [is] a co-opted form of sexual desire. We interrupt the organic process of a plant or animal in order to eat it and we exhaust our own voluptuousness, our own perverted sexual desire, in the pleasure of eating.

Éramos tão vorazes, no começo, que qualquer coisa menos que o mundo equivaleria a um coito interrompido.

El afán es el deseo de ser un gran hombre y de hacer grandes cosas, y la pena y la agloria que todo eso produce. Eso es el afán.

El afán es el deseo de ser un gran hombre y de hacer grandes cosas, y la pena y la gloria que todo eso produce. Eso es el afán.

Quizá yo empezaba a intuir que así es como la vida nos mueve y nos enreda, y nos fatiga sin desmayo, porque si no alcanzamos lo que anhelamos, el corazón lo perseguirá cada vez con más saña, pero si lo logramos o creemos lograrlo, añoraremos el anhelo que poníamos en la persecución. ¡Entonces sí éramos jóvenes e incansables! Entonces, siempre entonces.

Nadie quiere cambiar las cosas?

me di cuenta de que ps no sé de que sí la estaba haciendo ¿no? de que sí la estoy haciendo de que en realidad hago lo que quiero y cuando quiero y eso ps yo creo que eso es la felicidad ¿no? hacer lo que quieras y cuando lo quieras hacer ¿verdad? sin más pedos claro a veces me canso a veces sí me harto como todo el mundo y entonces sí me dan ganas de mandar todo a la chingada

My greatest desire is that the hope that has overcome fear in my country will help vanquish it around the world.

When you can stop you don't want to, and when you want to stop, you can't...

You're beautiful, but you're somewhere else. That's okay. I can handle that. But we won't continue as friends, not just now. I like you as a lover, not a friend.

If time stood still, and we could choose the time, the best time, then love without pain would be all I know.

Very quickly I begin to understand the selfishness of my love, the inappropriateness of my relationships, when I realise that every time I fuck it feels as if I am wrestling with demons.

In the presence of their love I sensed my lonliness, and I understood for a moment, clearly, that deep and basic human desire for companionship at depth.

One desire, my friends, one: to kill yourself. You must desire this. You must feel that a voyage of discovery is more important than all the little trips which the normal consumer self wants to buy.

Give up all hope, all illusion, all desire..I've tried. I've tried and still I desire, I still desire not to desire and hope to be without hope and have the illusion I can be without illusions..Give up, I say. Give up everything, including the desire to be saved.

You're a classic case of Horney's: the man who comforts himself not with what he achieves, but with what he dreams of achieving.

When an abusive man feels the powerful stirring inside that other people call love, he is probably largely feeling: The desire to have you devote your life to keeping him happy with no outside interference The desire to have sexual access The desire to impress others by having you be his partner The desire to possess and control you

he wants her to be thinking about him.

Desejo, sonho e medo, o amor é um salto sem rede entre a razão e a magia. (E só assim vale a pena).

We will never find contentment—freedom from that angry feeling of unfairness—by getting the things that are rightfully ours. We will find it by letting go of our entitlement to them.

Our problem really isn't that we need something we don't have; our problem is that we don't find God to be enough for us.

Self-indulging is how we worship the idol of comfort, and orienting our lives on whatever promises to provide it in the fastest, easiest, most enjoyable way is how we bow down. As with any kind of idol, the appeal to immediate gratification is why self-indulgence snares us.

God wants more than our symptom relief. He desires to get at the core of what underlies our fears, which, at the deepest level, have to do with our relationship to him.

All men, every last one of them, were terribly fond of pretty women. Any cheeky housemaid could wrap any man, even a decent one, around her little finger.