Quotes About Desire

But men are not content merely desire; they like to have a logical or pseudo-logical justification for their desires; they like to believe that when they want something, it is not merely for their own personal advantage, but that their desires are dictated by pure reason, by nature, by God Himself.

one is creeping into middle age and is less easily distracted by one's appetites, which have grown feebler, and by one's passions, which seem such a bore - all but the consuming desire for knowledge and understanding. That grows.

I want God, I want poetry, I want real danger, I want freedom, I want goodness, I want sin.

Lenina shook her head. Somehow, she mused, I hadn't been feeling very keen on promiscuity lately. There are times when one doesn't. Haven't you found that too, Fanny?

An intellectual is someone who's found one thing that's more interesting than sex.

Words expressing desire may be more moving than the presence of the desired person.

Once, when I was grumbling over being obliged to eat meat and do no penance, I heard it said that sometimes there was more of self-love than desire of penance in such sorrow. St. Teresa

But the nature of power is such that even those who have not sought it, but have had it forced upo them, tend to acquire a taste for more. Lead us not into temptation, we pray--and with good reason; for when human beings are tempted too enticingly or too long, they generally yield.

But I don't want comfort. I want poetry. I want danger. I want freedom. I want goodness. I want sin.

The world's stable now. People are happy; they get what they want, and they never want what they can't get.

Grief doesn't kill, love doesn't kill; but time kills everything, kills desire, kills sorrow, kills in the end the mind that feels them; wrinkles and softens the body while it still lives, rots it like a medlar, kills it too at last.

Lo que ustedes necesitan es algo con lágrimas, para variar. Aquí nada cuesta lo bastante.

Impulse spills over, and the flood is feeling, the flood is passion, the flood is even madness [...] Feeling lurks in that interval of time between desire and its consummation.

Has any of you been compelled to live through a long time-interval between the consciousness of a desire and its fulfillment?

As political and economic freedom diminishes, sexual freedom tends compensatingly to increase. In conjunction with the freedom to daydream under the influence of dope and movies and the radio, it will help to reconcile his subjects to the servitude which is their fate.

But all such facts are remote and unsubstantial compared with the near, felt fact of a craving, here and now, for release or sedation, for a drink or a smoke.

He squeezed her limp hand almost with violence, as though he would force her to come back from this dream of ignoble pleasures, from these base and hateful memories_back into the present, back into reality: the appalling present, the awful reality_but sublime, but significant, but desperately important precisely because of the imminence of that which made them so fearful.

Think of water under pressure in a pipe. They thought of it. I pierce it once, said the Controller. What a jet. He pierced it twenty times. There were twenty piddling little fountains. ~ Erasing passion and desire.

But somehow something kind of went wrong on the way between the wanting and the saying. And then the doing seemed to go just as wrong as the saying. She always wanted to do things excitingly, romantically, like in a play. But you can't make things be exciting and romantic, can you?

A beleza atrai, e nós não queremos que ninguém seja atraído pelas coisas antigas. Queremos que amem as novas.

he was breathing Lenina's perfume, filling his lungs with her essential being. His heart beat wildly; for a moment he was almost faint.

Don't think of him. I can't help it. Take soma then. I do. Well, go on. But in the intervals I still like him. I shall always like him.

I want to know what passion is,' he said. 'I want to feel something strongly. We are all grown-up intellectually and during working hours,' he went on, 'but we are infants where feeling and desire are concerned.

Yo no quiero comodidad. Yo quiero a Dios, quiero poesía, quiero peligro real, quiero libertad, quiero bondad, quiero pecado. —En suma —dijo Mustafá Mond—, usted reclama el derecho a ser desgraciado.