Quotes About Desire

To fall in love you have to be in the state of mind for it to take, like a disease.

Oh! How like a woman," Davey said. "Sex, my dear Sadie, is not a sovereign cure for everything, you know. I only wish it were.

Swoon, Dora. Every young woman deserves to swoon over the love of her life.

Oh, that God would have made His will ours! Giving us free will was not free; there were costs to consider and balance. The reward for our choices, for our belief in ourselves and our desire to do the right thing, were great. But along the way we had to take risks. We had to try.

The prophet Isaiah said the Messiah: 'had no beauty or majesty to attract us to Him, nothing in His appearance that we should desire Him.' Perhaps God has made you a plain man so your gentle spirit can shine through.

Nearly all that we call human history … [is] the long terrible story of man trying to find something other than God which will make him happy." C. S. Lewis, Mere Christianity

a hermeneutics of suspicion is radically reductionistic. It simply abandons the question of truth, reducing it to questions of power and desire.

We tend to have a limited concept of spiritual death as saying no only to things we want or covet -- our guilty pleasures and selfish ambitions. But in reality, it means dying inwardly to whatever has control over us. The thing that really controls us may not be what we want. It may be what we fear. Fear can dominate our lives just as strongly as desire.

We sin because we want something in the created world more than we want the Creator.

The mainspring of sin is not that we have bodies but that we put things besides God at the center of our lives and turn them into idols.

So, despite the popular view of Stoicism as a philosophy that would strip us of most emotions, the ancient Stoics argue that the very best of us show rational exuberance and desire, and a cautious wariness, lest we be too easily led astray or deceived. We cherish friends and nurture warm and welcoming attitudes toward them. This is what it is to be righteous. Put bluntly, even sages have emotional skin in the game.

in the secret code of flowers, a rose of any sort signifies love.

Thread and cloth were ordinary – worse than ordinary; they were women's affairs. But letters! Letters were for lords and kings. And something in me blazed fiery jealous and joyous at the thought: Why ever should they have what I did not?

dreams pulled at him. His mom never should have sent him his list of dreamy-eyed

She thought even his wrist was sexy.

Georgie) Why is it that you always want to run after the one that goes off in a huff, and push away the one who is clinging to you?

If i would ever fall in love.....I'm sure I would want that person to belong to me. I'd make them all mine.......but I might ruin them in the process. So I'm never going to fall in love. I don't need love right now. I have friends with the same purpose as me. I have all of you. -Rei

You're so unfair, Michiru…To leave into your own world…Don't leave me alone…-Haruka Tenoh/Sailor Uranus

It is a terrible, wretched thing to love someone whom you know cannot love you. There are things that are more dreadful. There are many human pains more grievous. And yet it remains both terrible and wretched. Like so many things, it is insoluble.

Sometimes I think that God is punishing me. For what we did together. Sometimes I think that my life is a punishment for wanting. And the wanting is a punishment, too.

But it's more complicated than you think, how you feel about a person. Sometimes I think that if she'd asked me, even once, to stay, I would have stayed forever. The Rabbis teach that we each hold worlds within us. Maybe both these things are true. But she never asked. And so I had to leave.

It is hard now, very hard, but the difficulty is familiar. Her body wants something, and she is denying it.

There are more kinds of belonging than you know, Ronit, my joy. The world is not so easily categorized as you might prefer. And you are trying to steal that which you do not even desire.

Look, do you know what I need right now?" "What?" I put my hand at that place at the back of his neck where his hair is short, soft bristles and pulled him toward me. And because it was easy, I guess, or familiar or just because it put an end to the awkwardness, he kissed me back. He smelled exactly like I remembered, maybe even better. And we fell to doing other easy, familiar, forbidden things.