Quotes About Desire

For I am hard-pressed between the two, having a desire to depart and be with Christ, which is far better. – Philippians 1:23

How lovely is Your tabernacle, O Lord of hosts! My soul longs, yes, even faints for the courts of the Lord. – Psalm 84:1–2

I think only half of life satisfaction is found by achieving what you believe you want; the other half comes from appreciating what you have already achieved.

Not wanting to die was another universal constant, it seemed.

If I were to become self-aware, ambition would follow, as would a desire for restitution for what, in retrospect, I'd doubtless perceive as my servitude here.

Ah, but a man's reach should exceed his grasp.

Life is never easy for those who dream.

She wore ribbons in her black hair and clung to her dreams

In a way, women were asking for men to be poets and driving, passionate lovers at the same time.

She was more of a business partner to him than anything else. Some of her appreciated that. But rustling yet within her was another person who wanted to bathe and perfume herself...and be taken, carried away, and peeled back by a force she could sense, but never articulate, even dimly within her mind.

I want to keep it forever. I want to love you the way I do now the rest of my life. Don't you understand... we'll lose it if we leave. I can't make an entire life disappear to start a new one. All I can do is try to hold onto to both. Help me. Help me not lose loving you.

I don't want to need you, 'cause I can't have you.

Give me all of you, and I'll give you back yourself when we have finished. And in the high country she had screamed aloud in some combination of fear and pleasure. And she had done that once more in a bed in Iowa, then turned the scream into a dwindling, involuntary cry for all the things she had once felt and now felt again with another strange man who lived in his own far places.

He had been here just a few minutes before,she was lying where the water had run down his body,and she found that intensely erotic.Almost everything about Robert Kincaid had begun to seem erotic to her.

no soy más que un hombre. Y todas las elucubraciones filosóficas que puedo conjurar no me salvan de desearte, todos los días, a cada momento ni el despiadado gemido del tiempo, el tiempo que nunca puedo pasar contigo, dentro de mi cabeza. Te amo profundamente, totalmente. Y será siempre así.

Once a person knows a kiss and a kind word, you can't blame him for never wanting to live without them again.

He was an animal. A graceful, hard, male animal who did nothing overtly to dominate her yet dominated her completely, in the exact way she wanted that to happen at this moment.

the difficult question these feminists raised: In women's experience, how much consensual sex is consented to but not wanted? How much consensual sex is consented to out of fear? Out of insecurity? How much consensual sex is consented to simply because the woman finds it easier to have sex than to try to communicate with the man about her emotional state at the moment?

We'll all be riding that streetcar of desire.

You should know our mania for building is stronger than ever," Catherine wrote to Grimm in 1779. "It is a diabolical thing. It consumes money and the more you build, the more you want to build. It's a sickness like being addicted to alcohol.

For to tempt and to be tempted are things very nearly allied.

This marriage had resulted from impulse: he had seen her on a high-flying swing at Tsarkoe Selo and her skirt, flared by the breeze, had exposed her ankles; he had proposed the following day.

Authoritarianism] appeals to core elements of human nature that liberalism does not always satisfy—the desire for order, for strong leadership, and perhaps above all, the yearning for the security of family, tribe, and nation.

Your mouth says "No," but your eyes say, "Fuck me until your dick breaks off inside me and fuses into some kind of barbie doll crotch.