Quotes About Desire

There was absolutely nothing wrong with this life, but she felt inside her a craving for other things, other lives, other possibilities. She felt like she was still in the air, not ready to land.

A male human's testicles were the most attractive thing about him, I realized, and vastly unappreciated by humans themselves, who would very often rather look at almost anything else, including smiling faces.

Nora wanted to live in a world where cruelty existed, but the only worlds she had available to her were worlds with humans in them.

Åžok edici gerçek o anda, nihayet, zihninde netleÅŸti; Nora ölmek istemiyordu.

The values that cause us to want more than we have. To worship work above play. To compare the worst bits of ourselves with the best bits of other people.

can never be all the people I want and live all the lives I want. I can never train myself in all the skills I want. And why do I want? I want to live and feel all the shades, tones and variations of mental and physical experience possible in my life.

can never be all the people I want and live all the lives I want. I can never train myself in all the skills I want. And why do I want? I want to live and feel all the shades, tones and variations of mental and physical experience possible in my life. Sylvia Plath 'Between life and death there is a library,' she said.

This is everything I wanted, so why am I not happy? So what was Schopenhauer's answer? Well, if wanting things was the problem, the answer had to be in giving things up. In his language, the cause of suffering is intensity of will.

Not just in terms of the stuff of modern life, but its values, too. The values that cause us to want more than we have. To worship work above play. To compare the worst bits of ourselves with the best bits of other people. To feel like we always lack something.

I wished I had a new wound, just so she could attend to me.

When she stopped playing, she looked thoughtful for a moment and said something like, 'I sometimes want to stop time. I sometimes want, in a happy moment, for a church bell never to ring again. I want not to ever have to go to the market again. I want for the starlings to stop flying in the sky. . . . But we are all at the mercy of time. We are all the strings, aren't we?

Kissing was very much like eating. But instead of reducing the appetite, the food consumed actually increased it. The food wasn't matter, it had no mass, and yet it seemed to convert into a very delicious energy inside me.

I can never be all the people I want and live all the lives I want. I can never train myself in all the skills I want.

Mrs Elm studied Nora hard, as if reading a passage in a book she had read before but had just found it contained a new meaning. 'Want,' she told her, in a measured tone, 'is an interesting word. It means lack. Sometimes if we fill that lack with something else the original want disappears entirely. Maybe you have a lack problem rather than a want problem. Maybe there is a life that you really want to live.

As I always say: If you want to do it, you can do it. The question is: Do you want to do it? ?Nellie Bly

people are attracted to people of high reproductive and genetic potential—the healthy, the fit, and the powerful.

When the thing standing between you and your heart's desire is another person with their own wants and needs, the answer is never as simple as just laying down the law. We all understand this when someone else tries to tell us what we can and can't do, but conveniently forget it when it's our turn to give orders. This blind spot is common to people on all parts of the political spectrum, which is one reason why I don't like arguing politics much.

No crowd of millions ever banged down the door of Time magazine and demanded, "We want a president who's a good beer companion.

But often, in the din of strife, There rises an unspeakable desire After the knowledge of our buried life; A thirst to spend our fire and restless force In tracking out our true, original course; A longing to inquire Into the mystery of this heart which beats So wild, so deep in us, to know Whence our lives come and where they go.

But often in the world's most crowded streets,But often, in the din of strife,There rises an unspeakable desireAfter the knowledge of our buried life.

Still bent to make some port he knows not where, still standing for some false impossible shore.

Nor does the being hungry prove that we have bread.

Venid a mí en mis sueños, y luego durante el día estaré bien otra vez. Porque entonces la noche más que pagará el anhelo desesperado del día.

Come to me in my dreams, and then By day I shall be well again. For then the night will more than pay The hopeless longing of the day.