Quotes About Desire

Soon you start craving that intense attention with the hungry obsession of any junkie. When the drug is withheld you probably turn sick, crazy and depleted not to mention resentful of the dealer who encourage this addiction in the first place but who now refuses to pony up the good stuff anymore despite that you know that he has it hidden somewhere God dammit because you know that he used to give it to you for free.

longing to travel while you are already traveling is, I admit, a kind of greedy madness

Addiction is the hallmark of every infatuation-based love story.

This is the singular fantasy of human intimacy: that one plus one will somehow, someday, equal one.

Those girls are on the road to trouble," I heard an older woman say about us one night, as we were staggering down the street drunk—and that woman was absolutely right. What she didn't understand, though, is that trouble is what we wanted. Oh, our youthful needs! Oh, the deliciously blinding yearnings of the young—which inevitably take us right to the edges of cliffs, or trap us in cul-de-sacs of our design.

In the end, it seems to me that forgiveness may be the only realistic antidote we are offered in love, to combat the inescapable disappointments of intimacy. We humans come into this world—as Aristophanes so beautifully explained—feeling as though we have been sawed in half, desperate to find somebody who will recognize us and repair us. (Or re-pair us.) Desire is the severed umbilicus that is always with us, always bleeding and wanting and longing for flawless union.

Because if you love and want something enough—whatever it is—then you don't really mind eating the shit sandwich that comes with it.

Wanting to get married, for me, is all about a desire to feel chosen." She went on to write that while the concept of building a life together with another adult was appealing, what really pulled at her heart was the desire for a wedding, a public event "that will unequivocally prove to everyone, especially to myself, that I am precious enough to have been selected by somebody forever.

Atš?ir?b? no daudz?m draudzen?m es nejutu nek?das s?p?gas ilgas, ieraugot mazu b?rnu. (Tiesa, es jutu s?p?gas ilgas, ieraugot labu lietoto gr?matu veikalu.)

I had to do something about my longing, so I got up, went to the kitchen in my nightgown, peeled a pound of potatoes, boiled them up, sliced them, fried them in butter, salted them generously and ate every bite of them - asking my body the whole while if it would please accept the satisfaction of a pound of fried potatoes in lieu of the fulfillment of lovemaking. My body replied, only after eating every bite of food: No deal, babe.

Vaata, see ongi sinu häda. Sa soovid liiga palju, musike. Sul on selgroo asemel sooviluu.

Só quero Deus. Quero Deus dentro de mim. Quero que Deus brinque na minha corrente sanguínea da mesma forma que a luz do sol se diverte na água

Unlike so many of my friends, I did not ache with longing whenever I saw an infant. (Though I did ache with longing, it is true, whenever I saw a good used-book shop.)

There are only two questions that human beings have ever fought over, all through history. How much do you love me? And Who's in charge?

La adicción es típica en todas las historias de amor basadas en el encaprichamiento. Al llegar al destino final del amor caprichoso: la más absoluta y despiadada devaluación del propio ser.

My desire to work—my desire to engage with my creativity as intimately and as freely as possible—is my strongest personal incentive to fight back against pain, by any means necessary, and to fashion a life for myself that is as sane and healthy and stable as it can possibly be. But that's only because of what I have chosen to trust, which is quite simply: love.

Until I can feel as ecstatic about having a baby as I felt about going to New Zealand to search for a giant squid, I cannot have a baby.

Îl implora întruna pe Dumnezeu:"Te rog, te rog, deschide-mi inima". Asta era tot ce-ÅŸi dorea: o inima deschisa.(…)Dup? câteva luni de rug? continu? pentru o inim? deschis?, ce credeÅ£i c? a primit Richard? (…)o operaÅ£ie de urgen?? pe cord deschis. Pieptul i-a fost t?iat în dou?, coastele i-au fost dep?rtate unele de altele ÅŸi au l?sat lumina s?-i intre în inim? la propriu(…).

I realize now that I always needed somebody to be infatuated with when I was twenty years old, and it didn't really matter who, apparently. Anybody with more charisma than me would do the trick. I was so unformulated as a human being, so unsteady in myself, that I was constantly grasping for attachment to another person - constantly anchoring myself to someone else's allure.

Chérie, je suis Brésilien du sud. Je peux passer dix ans avec le coeur brisé à cause d'une femme que je n'ai même pas embrassée.

Todo comienza cuando el objeto de tu adoración te da una dosis embriagadora y alucinógena de algo que jamás te habías atrevido a admitir que necesitabas —un cóctel tóxico-sentimental, quizá, de un amor estrepitoso y un entusiasmo arrebatador—.

What did I want to do with myself? I wanted to do this! I wanted to drink martinis with showgirls, and listen to Broadway business talk, and eavesdrop on the gossip of boys who looked like girls! I wanted to hear about people's big sex lives!

My desire to work—my desire to engage with my creativity as intimately and as freely as possible—is my strongest personal incentive to fight back against pain, by any means necessary, and to fashion a life for myself that is as sane and healthy and stable as it can possibly be. But

Sõltuvus on iga meeletu armumise paratamatu koostisosa.