Quotes About Desire

Some people just couldn't bear with the thought that we can't have everything we want. Our insatiable desire for more leaves us empty handed after the feast.

Sometimes what you want isn't always what you get, but in the end what you get is so much better than what you wanted.

Remember that life is much too sacred to be wasted on people who have no desire to help anyone but their own selves.

I would give up everything for one moment with you; for one moment is better than a life time of never knowing you.

When you are ambitious enough, there is nothing you can't have in life, and nowhere that you can't go in life, your ambition will always help you to find a way.

Time passes quickly when you are in love and you can never get enough of the other person.

You have to dream before your dreams can come true.

All that is great cannot be possessed - and that is one of the most foolish things man goes on doing.

The happiness in this life does not consist of being devoid of passion, but mastering them.

We don't always get what we want but we could at least be thankful for what we have.

If you don't get what you want, you suffer; if you get what you don't want, you suffer; even when you get exactly what you want, you still suffer because you can't hold on to it forever

One moment of gratification is not worth a lifetime of being unhappy.

Life is so confusing, what we want we don't get, what we get we are not satisfied with, what we expect never happens and what we hate generally repeats!

And I will always keep a fire," he said, "burning for you always. If you will allow me.

The thing is, I don't think my husband expected me to be able to talk. I don't blame him for this exactly, since he had known me only as a statue, pure and beautiful and yielding to his art. Naturally, when he wished me to live, that's what he wanted still, only warm so that he might fuck me.

I can smell him. The oils that he uses on his feet, pomegranate and sandalwood; the salt of clean sweat; the hyacinths we had walked through, their scent crushed against our ankles. Beneath it all is his own smell, the one I go to sleep with, the one I wake up to. I cannot describe it. It is sweet, but not just. It is strong but not too strong. Something like almond, but that still is not right. Sometimes, after we have wrestled, my own skin smells like it.

Witchcraft transforms the world. He wanted only to join in.

She wants you to be a god,' I told him. 'I know.' His face twisted with embarrassment, and in spite of itself my heart lightened. It was such a boyish response. And so human. Parents, everywhere.

I touched my hand to my belly. Your father said once that he wanted more children, but that is not why you live. You are for me.

Yet at least what you loved, you fought for.

I cannot make her leave, but I can hate her.

They were sick with longing for their hands, those appendages men use to mitigate the world.

I'd like to be a hero, though.

He knew ten years of stories. I felt keen and hungry as a bear in spring.