Quotes About Desire

Porque todos los que estamos vivos desearíamos tener más tiempo, aunque desperdiciamos el tiempo que tenemos.

When you learn to take control of your thoughts and vividly imagine all that you desire from this worldly existence in a state of total expectancy, dormant forces will awaken inside you. You will begin to unlock the true potential of your mind to create the kind of magical life that I believe you deserve. From tonight onwards, forget about the past. Dare to dream that you are more than the sum of your current circumstances. Expect the best. You will be astonished at the results.

What's the point of living in comfort if it comes at the cost of your dreams?

We all need to start demonstrating leadership, Blake, regardless of our titles. It's no longer an excuse to say you don't have a high rank so you don't need to take ownership for the results of the organization. To succeed, everyone now must see themselves as part of the leadership team. You just don't need formal authority to lead anymore—only a desire to be involved and the commitment to making a positive difference.

When we give up on our dreams, we die while still alive.

A vice is merely a pleasure that someone else has objected to.

Eli: 'If a machine like that really existed, people would be willing to kill for it. Lots of people.' Nora: 'Yeah, and if hot vampires really existed, suicide would be a viable option for wrinkle prevention. Your point?

I envied Elizabeth- but I admired Groot. Because if you truly believed in the lightning bolts, why not do everything in your power to take them for yourself.

Just because you can't take something back, doesn't mean you don't want to. Just because you want to, doesn't mean you try.

For now I know that whatever bent this world around us, whether it was God or whether it was blind Chance as blind as my father, Is perfectly good, we're given a dollar of life to gamble against a dollar's worth of desire And if we win we have both but losers lose nothing

The flesh of my body Is nothing in my longing. What you think I want Will be pure dust after hundreds of years and something from me be crying to something from you High up in their air.

Falling in love was easy-when romantic attraction was combined with hungry, unsated desire, they formed a glamorous, glittering bauble as fragile as it was alluring, a bauble that could shatter as soon as it was grasped. Tenderness was a different story. It had staying power and the promise of a future.

tightened his gut and sent him to the border of craving. Soon she'd leave Niroli; until she did, he had to keep this urgent appetite

She tasted like buried treasure and swing sets and coffee. She tasted the way fireworks felt, like something you could get close to but never really have just for yourself.

Jesus, she said. -Are you in there at all? -I am, Annie, I told her. -Bursting to get out.

They didn't understand. They didn't understand that robbing had nothing to do with what we wanted; it was the dare, the terror, the getting away with it.

She wanted this too. She wanted me to watch her. She wanted me to follow her. She wanted to feel my eyes. She wanted to lift me out of death.

You can't hate a proov when you're near one, because you want to be like them, you ache to be like them. You want to be perfect, too, and you know if you were improved you'd act just like they do, and feel what they feel, and glide through the world with sky-colored eyes and hair like sunlight, and nothing dirty or broken could ever touch you.

Your belief system needs to include the idea that feedback from others should not be feared but desired.

We are poor mortals, but it dreams to us that we can fly.

One of the most sublime and hazardous moments in human experience comes when two people lock eyes and realize that they are sexually attracted to one another. They may not act on the knowledge. They may file it away for future reference. They may deny it. They may never see each other again. But the moment has happened, and for an instant all other considerations are insignificant.

Inside every sadist is a masochist, cringing to taste his own medicine.

My books are a subject of much discussion. They pour from shelves onto tables, chairs and the floor, and Chaz observes that I haven't read many of them and I never will. You just never know. One day I may — need is the word I use — to read Finnegans Wake, the Icelandic sagas, Churchill's history of the Second World War, the complete Tintin in French, 47 novels by Simenon, and By Love Possessed.

he knows he's running wild--and chooses to, burning up the future years of an empty lifetime for a few flashes of freedom