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Quotes About Desire

And with the intermittent coarseness that reappeared in him as soon as he was no longer unhappy and the level of his morality dropped accordingly, he exclaimed to himself: "To think that I wasted years of my life, that I wanted to die, that I felt my deepest love, for a woman who did not appeal to me, who was not my type!
~ Marcel Proust
it is sometimes enough to make us love a woman that she looks on us with contempt,
~ Marcel Proust
A mentira é essencial à humanidade. Ela desempenha entre nós um papel tão grande, talvez, quanto o da procura do prazer, e, de resto, é comandada por essa procura. Mentimos para proteger nosso prazer ou nossa honra, se por acaso a divulgação do prazer é contrária à honra. Mentimos durante a vida toda, e sobretudo, e talvez somente, àqueles que nos amam. Só estes, realmente, nos fazem recear a sorte de nosso prazer e desejar-lhes a estima.
~ Marcel Proust
I was not yet old enough, I was still too sensitive to have outgrown the desire to find favour in the sight of other people and to possess their hearts.
~ Marcel Proust
Não há nada como o desejo para impedir que as coisas que se dizem possuam qualquer semelhança com o que se tem no pensamento.
~ Marcel Proust
I looked at her, at first with the sort of gaze that is not merely the messenger of the eyes, but a window at which all the senses lean out, anxious and petrified, a gaze that would like to touch the body it is looking at, capture it, take it away and the soul along with it;
~ Marcel Proust
Pode-se ter inclinação por uma pessoa. Mas para desencadear essa tristeza, esse sentimento do irreparável, essas angústias, que preparam o amor, é preciso - e talvez isso e não a pessoa amada seja o ansiado objeto da paixão - o risco de uma impossibilidade.
~ Marcel Proust
since my sorrow was directed not at what Albertine had been for me but at what my heart, desiring to participate in the more general emotions of love, had come to persuade me that she was; then I realized that this life which had so bored me—or at least so I thought—had, on the contrary, been delicious;
~ Marcel Proust
brž ko ljubiš, nimaš nikogar ve? rad
~ Marcel Proust
But life, gradually revealing to me the permanence of our needs, had taught me that if a person is unobtainable we have to settle for someone else, and I felt that what I had asked of Albertine could have been supplied by another, like Mlle de Stermaria.
~ Marcel Proust
In love, it often happens that gratitude, the desire to give pleasure, causes us to be generous beyond the limits of what hope and self-interest had envisaged. But then the implementation of this offer would become hindered by further complications
~ Marcel Proust
When one is in love one has no love left for anyone.
~ Marcel Proust
we love only that in which we pursue something inaccessible, we love only what we do not possess,
~ Marcel Proust
How far my desire for Venice had now abated! Just as the desire to meet Mme de Guermantes in Combray in days gone by had abated, at those moments when I held but one thing dear, to have Mama in my bedroom. And it was in fact all the worries that I had felt since I was a child that had been solicited by this new source of anxiety and had rushed to reinforce it, amalgamating themselves with it into one homogeneous mass which suffocated me.
~ Marcel Proust
From a certain age onwards vanity and wisdom combine to ensure that the things we desire the most are those that seem not to matter to us. But in love, simple foresight—which is probably not real wisdom—forces us to develop this talent for duplicity early in life.
~ Marcel Proust
C'est toujours l'attachement à l'objet qui entraine la mort du possesseur
~ Marcel Proust
never cease to kiss him. Every kiss provokes another. Ah, in those earliest days of love how naturally the kisses spring into life. How closely, in their abundance, are they pressed one against another; until lovers would find it as hard to count the kisses exchanged in an hour, as to count the flowers in a meadow in May.
~ Marcel Proust
You can make a new version of what you love only by renouncing it.
~ Marcel Proust
De schoonzus van een van mijn vriendinnen heeft onlangs telefoon in haar huis laten aanleggen! [...] Ik zal je eerlijk bekennen dat ik listen en lagen verzonnen heb om ook eens een keer door het toestel te mogen komen spreken. Ik vind het heel aantrekkelijk, maar toch meer bij een vriendin dan bij mij thuis. Daar zou ik geloof ik niet graag een telefoon willen hebben. Als het eerste nieuwtje eraf is, wordt dat gebel waarschijnlijk een plaag.
~ Marcel Proust
And the more completely our desires have been realized and the longer the happiness has been prolonged, against the laws of nature, and has been consecrated by habit, the stronger the sorrow, the more impossible to bear. In another sense too, the two tendencies, in this case the one which made me want my letter to be sent and, when I thought that it had been, to regret this, are both true in their way.
~ Marcel Proust
I had already drunk a good deal of port wine, and if I now asked for more it was not so much with a view to the comfort which the additional glasses would bring me as an effect of the comfort produced by the glasses that had gone before.
~ Marcel Proust
My darling, dear Marcel, I return less quickly than this cyclist, whose machine I would like to borrow in order to be with you sooner. How could you imagine that I might be angry or that I could enjoy anything better than to be with you? It will be nice to go out, just the two of us together; it would be nicer still if we never went out except together. The ideas you get into your head! What a Marcel! What a Marcel! Always and ever your Albertine.
~ Marcel Proust
With women who do not love Us, as with the 'missing,' the knowledge that there is no hope left does not prevent our continuing to wait for news. We live on tenterhooks, starting at the slightest sound
~ Marcel Proust
O trabalho de causalidade, que acaba por produzir quase todos os efeitos possíveis, e por conseguinte também aqueles que havíamos julgado menos viáveis, esse trabalho é às vezes lento, tornando-se ainda um pouco mais lento devido ao nosso desejo - que, procurando acelerá-lo, o entrava - e também devido à nossa própria existência, e só se realiza depois de termos deixado de desejar e, muitas vezes, de viver.
~ Marcel Proust