Quotes About Desire

I've never really understood the desire people have to quantify a baby. "He's X big and Y long," As if the baby is a fish you're not sure you're going to keep. Or some prize potato you're hoping will win a prize at the county fair.

All I want is someone who likes me." "All I want is a clear sign," I said. "All I want is a magical horse that fits in my pocket," Wil said. "And a ring of red amber that gives me power over demons. And an endless supply of cake.

We love what we love. Reason does not enter into it.

Absence feeds affection.

Bitter." "That's how you know it's real medicine," I said. "If it tasted good it would be candy." "Isn't that the way of the world?" she said. "We want the sweet things, but we need the unpleasant ones.

She was a greedy thing sometimes. Wanting for herself. Twisting the world all out of proper shape. Pushing everything about with the weight of her desire.

Vorfelan rhinata morie" "El deseo de conocimiento forma a un hombre" - Wil

even though she knew that nothing good could come from wanting at the world.

But for half a minute she wished it was a different sort of day, even though she knew that nothing good could come from wanting at the world. Even though she knew it was a wicked thing to do.

This is the nature of love." Vashet said. "To attempt to describe it will drive a woman mad. This is what keeps poets scribbling endlessly away. If one could pin it to paper all complete, the others would lay down their pens. But it cannot be done.

Yo la conozco desde hace más tiempo», decía mi sonrisa. «Sí, tú has estado entre sus brazos, has probado el sabor de su boca, has sentido su calor, y eso es algo que yo nunca he tenido. Pero hay una parte de ella que es solo para mí. Tú no puedes tocarla, por mucho que te esfuerces. Y cuando te deje, yo seguiré estando aquí, haciéndola reír. Y mi luz brillará en ella. Yo seguiré estando aquí mucho después de que ella haya olvidado tu nombre.»

She kicked, but there was little to be gained from that, burdened as she was with the heavy lump of sharp, hard love she held so tightly to her chest. Was it the answers that it held that gave it so much weight?

unwise love is the truest love.

Some thing had eaten all the perfect soap she'd made. It dared come here, into the proper place for soap, and eat it all. She stamped her foot. She hoped the greedy thing shit for a week. She hoped it shit its awful self inside-out and backward, then fell into a crack and lost its name and died alone and hollow-empty in the angry dark.

Me miras con esos ojos verdes como si yo significara algo. No me importa que tengas cosas mejores que hacer. Me conformo con tenerte a veces. De vez en cuando. Sé que puedo considerarme afortunada por eso, por tenerte aunque solo sea un poco.

You need to decide what you want for yourself. You want to go home? There's a price. You want control over your life? There's a price. You want the freedom to say no? There's a price. There's always a price.

So yes, in some ways, these would be enough for soap. But how awful would that be? How terrible to live surrounded by the stark, sharp, hollowness of things that simply were enough ?

I wanted to get inside so badly I could taste it. It probably shows a perverse element of my personality that even though I was finally inside the Archives, surrounded by endless secrets, that I was drawn to the one locked door I had found. Perhaps it is human nature to seek out hidden things. Perhaps it is simply my nature.

I stayed because there was no other place I could learn what I desired. Mere whipping could not keep me away from it." There are things I desire to learn, and I can only learn them here." I handed her the hard, dark piece of wood. "If you want me to leave, you must do worse than welts.

there was always a part of me that hoped for more, and so there was a part of me that was always a fool.

Why wasn't I already kissing this woman? Why wasn't I naked, eating violets, and playing music underneath the open sky? Looking around the room again, everything seemed terribly ridiculous. These people sitting on their benches wearing layers on layers of clothing, eating with knives and forks. It all struck me as so pointless and contrived. It was incredibly funny. It was like they were playing a game and didn't even realize it. It was like a joke I'd never understood before.

Benim yüzümden susay?m deme Kvothe, yoksa sesini özlerim.

Beyond all other trees," she said with a curl of a smile on her elegant mouth, "the willow moves to the wind's desire.

nothing good could come from wanting at the world.