Quotes About Desire

Vengeance is a way of clinging to what we have lost. A wedge in the Last Door, and through the crack we can still glimpse the faces of the dead. We strain towards it with all our being, break every rule to have it, but when we clutch it, there is nothing there. Only grief.

But here's the sorry truth — if you really don't want a thing, you don't have to keep telling yourself so.

Cuando no se puede tener algo, se quiere. Cuando se tiene, de repente brotan las dudas. Y luego, cuando parece que se puede perder, se descubre que se necesita más que nunca. El

One need not love one's enemy, or even fear him, to desire peace. One need only love oneself.

A man's worst enemies are his own ambitions.

I think I've had quite enough of other people's happiness.

Forma parte de la naturaleza de los hombres, y sobre todo de los ambiciosos, ser infelices.

That look. Little bit hungry. Little bit scared.

Life being what is is, one dreams of revenge.

swear, the more you give a man, the more he demands, and the less happy he becomes. No one ever appreciates

Lo que queremos y lo que necesitamos pueden ser cosas diferentes.

Time was he'd reckoned himself a quick thinker but the only thing moving fast right then was his cock.

But she smells too good, d'you see? Not like a person. Like a cake. Like the best cake you ever tasted.

fear them?" "One need not love one's enemy, or even fear him, to desire peace. One need only love oneself.

Do you think this is what Ankran would have wanted?' he muttered. 'To be dead?' said Jaud. 'I doubt it.

A legszörny?bb átok, ha az ember megkapja, amit akar.

There is no fruit so sweet as the one you cannot taste, eh, my young friend? Eh? Eh?" He waggled his eyebrows in what Jezal felt was a most unsavoury fashion. "I

swear, the more you give a man, the more he demands, and the less happy he becomes. No one ever appreciates what he gets for nothing.

Strange, isn't it? You keep having to check how disgusting it is. Then, one day, you check and you find you actually like it. Soon after, no other drink will quite scratch that itch. I've often felt that people are the same.

Life being what it is, one dreams of revenge." —Paul Gauguin

She would much rather have been held but, since they were who they were, she could be drunk instead.

God! Why did she insist on demanding from people what she knew they could never give her? Why did she insist on making the same mistakes over and over? Why was she fooled so easily every time? Because she wanted to be fooled.

It is easy to forget how much you have, when your eyes are always fixed on what you have not. "Something

She wished she had better words. Ones that somehow bound up all he'd been to her. All the things felt but never said. All the holes he'd leave behind. But how can you fit all that in a bit of breath? 'By