Quotes About Desire

I have loved many, the more and the few - I have loved many that I might love you.

Blue eyes say, Love me or I die; black eyes say, Love me or I kill thee.

As the ocean is never full of water, so is the heart never full of love.

When desire, having rejected reason and overpowered judgment which leads to right, is set in the direction of the pleasure which beauty can inspire, and when again under the influence of its kindred desires it is moved with violent motion towards the beauty of corporeal forms, it acquires a surname from this very violent motion, and is called love.

It sometimes seems that we have only to love a thing greatly to get it.

I would rather have eyes that cannot see; ears that cannot hear; lips that cannot speak, than a heart that cannot love.

Love is an attempt to change a piece of a dream-world into reality.

Love alone could waken love.

Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples: for I am sick of love.

A goal, a love and a dream give you total control over your body and your life.

If a woman doesn't chase a man a little, she doesn't love him.

Give all to love; obey thy heart.

Listening is an attitude of the heart, a genuine desire to be with another which both attracts and heals.

True love is like ghosts, which everybody talks about and few have seen.

A pity beyond all telling is hid in the heart of love.

Young love is two hearts with only one thing in mind.

Infinite hungers leap no more I in the chance swaying of your dress; and love has changed to kindliness.

Omfort me with apples, for I am sick of love.

The true lover of learning then must his earliest youth, as far as in him lies, desire all truth. . .He whose desires are drawn toward knowledge in every form will be absorbed in the pleasures of the soul, and will hardly feel bodily pleasures- -I mean, if he be a true philosopher and not a sham one. . .Then how can he who has the magnificence of mind and is the spectator of all times and all existence, think much of human life? He cannot. Or can such a one account death fearful? No indeed

...Him that I love, I wish to be free--even from me

We came by night to the Fortunate Isles, And lay like fish Under the net of our kisses.

Love (understood as the desire of good for another) is in fact so unnatural a phenomenon that it can scarcely repeat itself, the soul being unable to become virgin again and not having energy enough to cast itself out again into the ocean of another's soul.

In love there are two things -- bodies and words.

Here are fruits, flowers, leaves, and branches, And here is my heart which beats only for you.