Quotes About Desire

Money just draws flies.

Only by renunciation of the desire to manipulate and control will the ego melt into the Universal Self of Infinite, Eternal Love.

Those who survive are those who do not defy the gravity of others. And those who desire even a moment of freedom, find themselves hurled into space, doomed to crash with some unknown force. I no longer desire that freedom. I move, just move. Without meaning.

Je m'étonne/ De ceux qui, connaissant l'amour, aiment encore!

On the train we swapped seats, you wanted the window and I wanted to look at you.

We are captives, even if our wheat grows over the fences/ and swallows rise from our broken chains./ We are captives of what we love, what we desire, and what we are.

Be my lover between two wars waged in the mirror, she said. I don't want to return now to the fortress of my father's house. Take me to your vineyard. Let me meet your mother. Perfume me with basil water. Arrange me on silver dishes, comb me, imprison me in your name, let love kill me.

I love women whose hidden desires make horses put an end to their lives at the threshold

I melt at your glances and become music.

I see what I want of Love... I see horses making the meadow dance, fifty guitars sighing, and a swarm of bees suckling the wild berries, and I close my eyes until I see our shadow behind this dispossessed place... I see what I want of people: their desire to long for anything, their lateness in getting to work and their hurry to return to their folk... and their need to say: Good Morning...

Had I known you, I would have possessed you, and had you known me, you would have possessed me. But then you and I would not be.

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One day I'll become what I want One day I will become a thought" Excerpt From Mural

They want time to move fast so they can paint their nails a provocative red and wear high heels that crack walnuts and make people jump. He wants time to slow down so he can prolong the enjoyment of walking among them, of being next to this self-contained beauty.

I see what I want of people: their desire to long for anything, their lateness in getting to work, and their hurry to return to their folk … and their need to say: Good Morning …

Get rid of my tomorrow. Return my yesterday and leave us alone together. After you nothing leaves and nothing returns.

Take me back to where I was before I met you, then leave

How do I say I miss you in a way that will make your heart ache as mine does?

Boredom is humiliating, like desire erupting out of place.

I love women whose hidden desires make horses put an end to their lives at the threshold — Mahmoud Darwish, Unfortunately, It Was Paradise: Selected Poems (University of California Press; 0 edition, January 6, 2003)

And I want I want to live And to forget you

The force with which he wanted it both ways made him grit his teeth. What kind of fool wanted it only one way?

We're creating little hedonists,' Frank used to say. 'Nothing will be as pleasurable as this for the rest of their lives. They'll search everywhere for something that can measure up, and nothing will.

All the while, Everett felt both the threat of disorder and the steady, thrumming promise of having everything he wanted, all at once.