Quotes About Desire

Now I'm gonna take her to a hotel room and have a damned good sha—

Need is a weak word. has nothing to do with what people get. Ain't what you need that matters. It's what you do.

Most people want to be delivered from temptation but would like it to keep in touch.

Most people would like to be delivered from temptation but would like it to keep in touch.

Many of us have experienced the difficulty in successfully 'giving up' doing something; too often, trying to give it up seems only to keep one focused on the forbidden object or enterprise — enhancing the desire rather than taming it…

You know you're gonna have to face it, you're addicted to love...

The urge to write poetry is like having an itch. When the itch becomes annoying enough, you scratch it.

If something takes too long, something happens to you. You become all and only the thing you want and nothing else, for you have paid too much for it, too much in wanting and too much in waiting and too much in getting.

A sentence is like a tune. A memorable sentence gives its emotion a melodic shape. You want to hear it again, say it—in a way, to hum it to yourself. You desire, if only in the sound studio of your imagination, to repeat the physical experience of that sentence. That craving, emotional and intellectual but beginning in the body with a certain gesture of sound, is near the heart of poetry.

The heart grows brutal from feeding on fantasies.

It can feel heavy with longing, and heavy with longing, in my mind, is preferable to hollow, which one also feels. If I'm heavy with longing, at least I have some idea of what I want.

The point is that you figure out what that "audience" wants (not needs), and give them something right away that you know they'll love.

How can you consider flower power outdated? The essence of my lyrics is the desire for peace and harmony. That's all anyone has ever wanted. How could it become outdated?

Health food may be good for the conscience but Oreos taste a hell of a lot better.

you pinned me right down to it," the Old Man said, "I don't like nothing very much but a hot fire and a warm bed and a quiet woman to fetch me my food. I can generally manage the first two, but I been looking constantly for the basic ingredient of the third. Quiet, I mean.

Eine jede Hoffnung ist ohne Sinn. Kein Mensch verfalle auf die Idee, auf die Erfüllung seiner Träume zu sinnen. Vielmehr soll er den Irrsinn des Hoffens begreifen. Hat er ihn begriffen, darf er hoffen. Wenn er dann noch träumen kann, hat sein Leben Sinn.

You will suddenly realize that the reason you never changed before was because you didn't want to.

Most men lead lives of quiet aspiration.

In every man's life there is something he feels driven to do, something that pricks him at the core of his soul so long as it remains undone, and yet as he approaches the doing of it he will know fear, for perhaps to fulfill the obsession will bring him more pain than pleasure.

I had no desire to be famous I just wanted to make the greatest music ever made. I didn't want anyone to know who I was.

Passion is the drunkenness of the mind.

Indragostita de propria-i nenorocire

They intend to make people's very appetites the next weapon of uncountable destruction. They intend that your people will lust themselves into oblivion in front of little boxes of changing light. Addictive light. A light that makes you feel like you live a life, when all you really do is eat what the light tells you to eat and squirt pee and pump poo. And watch the changing light!

I've been waiting my whole life to fuck up like this.