Quotes About Desire

There are things I have wanted so long that I would only consent to have them if I could keep wanting them.

Of what use to get what you want if you must become someone else to get it.

Smile of love, a flower planted, Sprung in the garden of joy that art: Eyes that shine with a glow enchanted, Whose spreading fires encircle my heart, And warm with a noon-ray drenched in fire My land of delight, my land of desire!

Envy can be a positive motivator. Let it inspire you to work harder for what you want.

What of soul was left, I wonder, when the kissing had to stop?

All we have willed or hoped or dreamed of good shall exist.

O Lyric Love, half angel and half bird,And all a wonder and a wild desire.

Ah, but a man's reach should exceed his grasp, Or what's a heaven for?

Only I discernInfinite passion, and the painOf finite hearts that yearn.

What I aspired to be,And was not, comforts me.

'Tis not what man does which exalts him, but what man would do!

Ambition is not what man does... but what man would do.

Ah, but a man's reach should exceed his grasp, Or what's a heaven for?

Go fetch to me a pint o wine, an fill it in a silver tassie.

Gie me ae spark o' Nature's fire,That's a' the learning I desire.

O Mary, at thy window be!It is the wish'd, the trysted hour.

O whistle, and I'll come to you, my lad:Tho' father and mither and a' should gae mad.

Beware o' Bonie Ann (Song) YE gallants bright, I rede you right, Beware o' bonie Ann; Her comely face sae fu' o' grace, Your heart she will trepan: Her een sae bright, like stars by night,   5 Her skin sae like the swan; Sae jimply lac'd her genty waist, That sweetly ye might span.

[Desire] is a perpetual rack, or horsemill, according to Austin, still going round as in a ring.

Every man for himself, his own ends, the Devil for all.

[Desire is] a perpetual rack, or horsemill, according to Austin [Saint Augustine], still going round as in a ring.

If you have no dreams, you shall live within them

This is the monstrosity in love, lady, that the will is infinite, and the execution confined; that the desire is boundless, and the act a slave to limit. —William Shakespeare

When you've lived in a cage, you can't bear not to run, even if what you're running towards is an illusion.