Quotes About Desire

The wicked desire the plunder of evil men, but the root of the righteous flourishes.

From the fruit of his lips a man enjoys good things, but the desire of the faithless is violence.

Hope deferred makes the heart sick, but desire fulfilled is a tree of life.

Desire fulfilled is sweet to the soul, but turning from evil is detestable to fools.

The desire of a man is loving devotion; better to be poor than a liar.

The soul of the wicked man craves evil; his neighbor finds no favor in his eyes.

He who loves pleasure will become poor; the one who loves wine and oil will never be rich.

and put a knife to your throat if you possess a great appetite.

Do not crave his delicacies, for that food is deceptive.

It is not good to eat too much honey or to search out oneís own glory.

The soul that is full loathes honey, but to a hungry soul, any bitter thing is sweet.

Sheol and Abaddon are never satisfied; so the eyes of man are never satisfied.

Two things I ask of You—do not refuse me before I die:

The leech has two daughters: Give and Give. There are three things that are never satisfied, four that never say, ëEnough!í:

Sheol, the barren womb, land never satisfied with water, and fire that never says, ëEnough!í

All things are wearisome, more than one can describe; the eye is not satisfied with seeing, nor the ear content with hearing.

Anything my eyes desired, I did not deny myself. I refused my heart no pleasure. For my heart took delight in all my work, and this was the reward for all my labor.

I saw that all labor and success spring from a manís envy of his neighbor. This too is futile and a pursuit of the wind.

He who loves money is never satisfied by money, and he who loves wealth is never satisfied by income. This too is futile.

God gives a man riches, wealth, and honor, so that he lacks nothing his heart desires; but God does not allow him to enjoy them. Instead, a stranger will enjoy them. This is futile and a grievous affliction.

All a manís labor is for his mouth, yet his appetite is never satisfied.

Better what the eye can see than the wandering of desire. This too is futile and a pursuit of the wind.

This is Solomonís Song of Songs.

Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth! For your love is more delightful than wine.