Quotes About Desire

Everywhere in Balzac desire is an urge to find out, to know (Freud's epistemophilia), which is to say that the drive to know is itself sexualized.

Like Raphaël de Valentin, recounted in his brief, flaming trajectory between desire and death, Chabert, the specter of the suppressed past, is one of the key mythic presences in The Human Comedy. His life story represents more than itself.

Some dreams you chase others chase you!

Just ignore him and he'll go away, my mother used to say to Gillian when we were young and I bugged her. Just ignore him. All he wants is attention. In retrospect there seems to be something almost cruel about that—to simultaneously acknowledge and refuse someone's desire for attention—especially a child's. All he wants is attention, as if it's bad to want attention, like wanting money or power or fame.

Why? Because you wanted something, and tried to get it. You acted. You acted stupidly, but you acted, and that's the important part. And people often act stupidly when it comes to love. I know I did.

Lord, save the Church from desiring to have pews, choirs, organs, or instrumental music, and a congregational ministry, like other heathen Churches around them!

I've always been after the trappings of great luxury. But all I've got hold of are the trappings of great poverty. I've got hold of the wrong load of trappings, and a rotten load they are too, ones I could have very well done without.

I wait for this rare and fleeting event because I can't think of anything else worth waiting for.

Gluttony is an emotional escape, a sign something is eating us.

While I was now fairly demoralized, as well as aflame with the prospect of an hour in his daughter's arms, the thought of using his car to debauch his bourgeois paradise was a perfidy at which I drew the line.

Romantic ardor is in basic principle Lethean. Its purpose is temporarily to blind us to one another; make us forget the low esteem in which we really hold one another, and in which we quite deserve to be held; the anesthetic administered to reason without which the race would not go on.

We're on Earth, now, remember. You can do anything you want here as long as you've got money.

He'd never made a move on her in those three weeks.

Yeah, right, so much choice there. Her mood wasn't helped by the fact she hadn't got laid this visit. Again: choices.

Astronauts got laid a lot .

They fucked right there on the kitchen table. It was anger sex, hot and turbulent, both trying to climax first, to win.

read, and his last book was Balzac's mysterious tale of the magical shrinking skin, La Peau de chagrin.

They say desire is this endless loop. You can't get out of it even when you get what you desire." "Why is that?" "Because as soon as you get what you want, you're going to want it again, or want more. And since you can never really be satisfied, you suffer. Or if you use up what you desired, you suffer even more.

las historias en ese campo se cuentan mejor si activan el conflicto entre el miedo y el deseo.

Cuanto más deseamos algo, mayor es nuestro miedo a no conseguirlo.

To want to understand is an attempt to recapture something we have lost.

There can be great depths of love that are not reciprocated.

He has a light, fumbling brutality, which several times makes me think that this time it'll cost me my sanity. In our dawning, mutual intimacy, I induce him to open the little slit in the head of his penis so I can put my clitoris inside and fuck him.

Some girls are fortunate enough to be in love with deep and intelligent boys," she says. "And then there's the rest of us, who have to make do.