Quotes About Desire

I know what you hate. You hate something in them you can't understand. You don't hate their evil. You have the good in them you can't get at. I wonder what you want, what final thing.

Toen ik heel jong was en de drang om ergens anders te zijn voelde, verzekerden volwassen mensen me dat volwassenheid me van dit verlangen af zou helpen. Toen ik, wat jaren betreft, volwassen was geworden, was middelbare leeftijd de voorgeschreven remedie. Op middelbare leeftijd werd mij verzekerd dat een nog hogere leeftijd de koorts zou doen afnemen en nu ik achtenvijftig ben, is seniliteit wellicht de oplossing.

men in fear and hunger destroy their stomachs in the fight to secure certain food, where men hungering for love destroy everything lovable about them.

Su rostro era anhelante, maduro y bien parecido; hasta su forma de manejar las tijeras era demasiado anhelante y contundente. Los tallos de crisantemo parecían demasiado pequeños y manejables para su energía.

People found happiness in the future according to their present lack

line between hunger and anger is a thin line.

Over and over I thought we lack the pressures that make men strong and the anguish that makes men great. The pressures are debts, the desires are for more material toys and the anguish is boredom. Through time, the nation has become a discontented land.

I know what you hate. You hate something in them you can't understand. You don't hate their evil. You hate the good in them you can't get at. I wonder what you want, what final thing.

I'll want to hear," Samuel said. "I eat stories like grapes.

Para cometer una mala acción hay que anhelar algo

You know pretty well that I don't think of myself as an individual who wants very much. That is why I am not a good nor consecutive seducer. I have the energy and when I think of it, the desires, but I can't reduce myself to a unit from which the necessary formula emanates.

And here he was, a big, fat, grown-up whoremaster, leaning his stomach against his desk while his cheeks darkened with blood and excited chills ran up his legs and thighs.

They just know the nature of things too well to be caught in that wanting.

Indeed, most of their vices are attempted short cuts to love.

I have thought that men and women should never come together except in bed. There is the only place where their natural hatred of each other is not so apparent.

What made 'em bad was they needed stuff.

De todos los animales de la creación el hombre es el único que bebe sin tener sed, come sin tener hambre y habla sin tener nada que decir.

Funny thing. I wanta buy stuff. Stuff I don't need.

For Mr. Edwards, as cold-blooded a whoremaster as ever lived, had fallen hopelessly, miserably in love with Catherine Amesbury. He rented a sweet little brick house for her and then gave it to her.

I have never loved any woman before. Now I love, and will love.

We were all brought up to want things and maybe the world isn't big enough for all that wanting. I don't know. I don't know anything

Wickedness was like food: once you got started it was hard to stop; the gut expanded to take in more and more.

Sex is like money; only too much is enough.

Women, fire in their crotch, won't burn out, begin by fighting off pricks, end by going wild hunting for one that still works.