Quotes About Desire

ÄŒovek je u namerama uvek veliki, ali ne i u ostvarivanju.

Tikrov? pažadina troškimus, bet niekad negali j? patenkinti; laim? prasideda žmoguje, bet niekada jame nepasibaigia; gali b?ti visa: žmogus, meil?, laim?, gyvenimas, bet kažkokiu baisiu b?du to visada per maža, ir juo daugiau tai atrodo, juo mažiau yra iš tikr?j?.

Geriau mirti tada, kai dar nori gyventi, negu tada, kai jau nori mirti.

Ko visp?r noz?m? - kr?pt? [..] Kr?pt - cik vulg?rs v?rds, ar ko apz?m?t smalk?ko, gal?jo neapmierin?t?bu, mekl?jumus p?c kaut k? vair?k, arvien vair?k...

Turkl?t cita v?rieša sieviete vienm?r ir piecreiz iek?rojam?ka par t?du, kas dab?jama. T?da jau sen ir tikumu norma.

Sieviete, kuru iek?ro cits, kaut ar? tas b?tu kaisles aps?sts z?rcinieks, t?l?t k??st v?rt?g?ka nek? iepriekš. T? nu ir, ka cilv?ks daudz vair?k dz?vo no relat?v?m nek? no absol?t?m v?rt?b?m.

M?l?t noz?m? - grib?t atdot otram to, ko nevar patur?t.

I implore them with my eyes: Speak to me—take me up—take me, Life of my Youth—you who are care-free, beautiful—receive me again— I wait, I wait. Images float through my mind, but they do not grip me, they are mere shadows and memories. Nothing—nothing—

I want to feel the same powerful, nameless urge that I used to feel when I turned to my books. The breath of desire that then arose from the coloured backs of books, shall fill me again, melt the heavy, dead lump of lead that lies somewhere in me and waken in me the impatience of the future, the quick joy in the world of thought, it shall bring back again the lost eagerness of my youth. I sit and wait.

At last Ferdinand Kosole waltzes off with one, a husky wench with massive breastworks that should afford his gun a good lie. Now all the others are following his lead.

I think it's more a kind of fever, Nobody really wants it, but all of a sudden, there it is. We didn't want the war, they say the same thing on the other side – and in spite of that, half the world is at it hammer and tongs. - Albert Kropp

Nipošto nemoj dozovliti da se takne, govorio je Kester. Kada ti jednom nešto postane blisko, želiš i da ga zadržiš. A ništa ne može da se zadrži.

Ce qu'on laisse approcher, on veut le retenir. Et on ne peut rien retenir.

I loved her very much, and it seemed to me that I had never loved her more, even when possessing her, than in this sordid night full of snoring, punctured by the strange hissing sound of urine falling on coal.

For a moment I held her hand in mine and felt her warm, dry pressure. Then I went out to get the rum. The night stood big and silent about the little house. The leather seats of our car were moist. I stood and looked toward the horizon where the red glow of the city rose against the sky. I would gladly have stayed out there; but already I could hear Lenz calling.

Nekad dz?v? nepietiek, un t? tas ir katram. Laikam gan vienm?r ir par maz, un t? ir pasaules nelaime.

I think it is more of a kind of fever, says Albert. No one in particular wants it, and then all at once there it is. We didn't want the war, the others would say the same thing--and yet half the world is in it all the same.

Es neuzdr?kst?jos vi?u nosk?pst?t. Vi?a st?v?ja tuvu jo tuvu, ta?u tik sastingusi, ka, lik?s, var?tu sal?zt, ja vi?ai pieskartos.

Cea mai profund? nostalgie a noastr? vizeaz? totdeauna ceva lipsit de nume.

Pärast sõja lõppu pole enam mingit rahu olnud. Ja ometi ei tahtnud meist keegi midagi muud peale rahu. Meeletu maailm!

Rado bih je pozvao telefonom, ali sam se prisilio da ne u?inim to. Hteo sam da ne mislim toliko na nju. Hteo sam da je primim kao neo?ekivani dar koji donosi sre?u, dar koji je došao i koji ?e oti?i, samo toliko i ništa više. Nisam hteo dopustiti da se u meni razvije misao da bi ovo moglo biti nešto više. Znao sam isuviše dobro da svaka ljubav nosi u sebi i želju za ve?noš?u. Otuda i njene ve?ite muke. Ne ostaje ništa. Ništa.

Ja sam sasvim loš drug, Robi. - Nadam se da je tako. Ne želim ženu druga. Ja želim draganu. - Nisam ni to, - progun?ala je ona. - Pa šta si? - Ni polovina, ni celina. Ja sam fragment... - To je najbolje. To raspaljuje fantaziju. Takva se žena ve?no voli. ?ovek se brzo zasiti savršene žene. Žene od vrednosti tako?e. Ali fragmenta nikad!

Stvarnost budi zelje, ali nikad ne moze da ih zadovolji. Ljubav pocinje u covjeku, ali se nikad ne svrsava u njemu. Cak i kad je sve tu: i covjek, i ljubav i sreca i zivot, jos uvijek je sve to, po nekom strasnom udesu, suvise malo, i sto vece izgleda, sve manje biva.

I wear a pony coat with skin like watered silk and muff of lamb. My fingers lie in depths of warmth. I have a jacket of silver sequins and heavy bracelets of rich corals. I wear about my neck a triple thread-like chain of lapis lazulis and pearls. On my face is softness and content like a veil of golden moonlight. And I have never in all my lives been so lonely.