Quotes About Desire

Eu amava verdadeiramente a sra. de Guermantes. A maior felicidade que poderia pedir a Deus seria que fizesse tombar sobre ela todas as calamidades e que, arruinada, desconsiderada, despojada de todos os privilégios que dela me separavam, não tendo mais casa onde morar, nem pessoas que consentissem em saudá-la, viesse pedir-me asilo. Imaginava-a fazendo tal coisa.

How often is not the prospect of future happiness thus sacrificed to one's impatient insistence upon an immediate gratification, But his desire to know the truth was stronger, and seemed to him nobler than his desire for her.

Part of my soul I seek thee, and claim thee my other half

Or bid the soul of Orpheus sing Such notes as warbled to the string, Drew Iron tears down Pluto's cheek, And made Hell grant what Love did seek.

Soft words to his fierce passion she assayed

When Alexander saw the breadth of his domain he wept, for there were no more worlds to conquer. - Milton.

Where there is much desire to learn, there of necessity will be much arguing, much writing, many opinions; for opinion in good men is but knowledge in the making.

Adam the while Waiting desirous her return, had wove Of choicest flowers a garland, to adorn Her tresses, and her rural labours crown As reapers oft are wont their harvest queen

Greedily they plucked The fruitage fair to sight, like that which grew Near that bituminous lake where Sodom flamed; This more delusive, not the touch, but taste Deceived. They, fondly thinking to allay Their appetite with gust, instead of fruit Chewed bitter ashes

pain, that with ambitious mind 35: Will covet more.

so to add what wants in the female sex, the more to draw his love, and render me more equal, and perhaps, a thing not undesirable, sometime superior: for inferior, who is free?

With Goddess-like demeanour forth she went;   Not unattended, for on her as Queen   A pomp of winning Graces waited still,   And from about her shot Darts of desire   Into all Eyes to wish her still in sight.

As to embrace me she inclined, I waked she fled and day brought back my night.

I didn't keep count of our ejaculations, though our moans and cries were loud and unrestrained, transforming the mesmerizing music into a symphony all our own.

The human soul is hungry for beauty; we seek it everywhere – in landscape, music, art, clothes, furniture, gardening, companionship, love, religion and in ourselves. No-one would desire not to be beautiful. When we experience the Beautiful, there is a sense of homecoming. Some of our most wonderful memories are of beautiful places where we felt immediately at home. We feel most alive in the presence of the Beautiful for it meets the needs of our soul.

The human heart is a theater of longing.

The beauty of the imagination is that it can discover such magnificent vastness inside a tiny space. Our culture is dominated by quantity. Even those who have plenty hunger for more and more. Everywhere around us, the reign of quantity extends and multiplies. Sadly the voyage of greed has all the urgency but no sense of destination. Desire becomes inflated and loses all sense of vision and proportion. When beauty becomes an acquisition it brings no delight.

The story of the Bible isn't primarily about the desire of people to be with God; it's the desire of God to be with people.

The problem with people, according to Jesus, is not that we are too happy for God's taste, but that we are not happy enough.

I am crucified to them; my heart is mortified to them. I have no desire after them or affection for them or delight in them; they are crucified to me. The crowns, glories, thrones, pleasures, and profits of the world, I see nothing desirable in them. The lusts, sensual pleasures, loves, respects, and honors of men, name, and reputation among them, they are all nothing to me. I do not value or esteem them.

None of the children of men can attain so great glory, power, and dominion in this world, but that in their imaginations and desires they can infinitely exceed what they do enjoy, like him who wept that he had not another world to conquer. They

The soul which can be satisfied without beholding the glory of Christ, is not a soul for whom Christ prays.

So the first consequence of Christ's withdrawing himself from us is that inward graces grow weak and we tend to rely more and more on outside helps. Above all, we lose the desire for holy meditation and we spend less and less time with Christ. Just as frost withers the plants in the garden, so the grace in our hearts also withers when the 'Sun of Righteousness' withdraws and hides himself.

It grieves me ofttimes to see poor souls, that have a zeal for God and a desire of eternal welfare, kept by such directors and directions under a hard, burdensome, outside worship and service of God, with many specious endeavours for mortification, in an utter ignorance of the righteousness of Christ, and unacquaintedness with his Spirit, all their days.