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Quotes About Desire

Man is the measure. That was my first lesson. Man's feet are the measure for distance, his hands are the measure for ownership, his body is the measure for all that is lovable and desirable and strong.
~ E.M. Forster
A rebel she was, but not of the kind he understood—a rebel who desired, not a wider dwelling-room, but equality beside the man she loved.
~ E.M. Forster
Conversation was tedious; she wanted something big, and she believed that it would have come to her on the windswept platform of an electric tram.
~ E.M. Forster
from the middle-middle classes, whose highest desire seemed shelter – continuous shelter – not a lair in the darkness to be reached against fear, but shelter everywhere and always, until the existence of earth and sky is forgotten, shelter from poverty and disease and violence and impoliteness; and consequently from joy; God slipped this retribution in.
~ E.M. Forster
Sensuality, as long as it is straightforward did not repel him, but this derived sensuality - the sort that classes a mistress among motor-cars if she is beautiful, and among eye-flies if she isn't - was alien to his own emotions . . . It was, in a new form, the old, old trouble that eats the heart out of every civilization: snobbery, the desire for possessions, creditable appendages; and it is to escape this rather than the lusts of the flesh that the saints retreat into the Himalayas.
~ E.M. Forster
I since cricket match do long to talk with one of my arms around you, then place both arms round you and share with you, the above now seems sweeter to me than words can say.
~ E.M. Forster
He longed for smut, but heard little and contributed less, and his chief indecencies were solitary.
~ E.M. Forster
A rebel she was, but not of the kind he understood - a rebel who desired, not a wider dwelling-room, but equality beside the man she loved. For Italy was offering her the most priceless of all possessions - her own soul.
~ E.M. Forster
If you introduce the human figure you at once arouse either disgust or desire.
~ E.M. Forster
He had robbed the body of its taint, the world's taunts of their sting; he had shown her the holiness of direct desire.
~ E.M. Forster
Her excitement grew as she tried to cut the rope that fastened Leonard to the earth. Woven of bitter experience, it resisted her.
~ E.M. Forster
Love was an emotion through which you occasionally enjoyed yourself. It could not do things.
~ E.M. Forster
We merely want a small house with large rooms, and plenty of them.
~ E.M. Forster
Amaba a los hombres y siempre los había amado. Ansiaba abrazarlos, mezclar con el de ellos su ser. Ahora que había perdido al hombre que correspondía a su amor, admitía aquello.
~ E.M. Forster
Life is easy to chronicle, but bewildering to practice, and we welcome 'nerves' or any other shibboleth that will cloak our personal desire.
~ E.M. Forster
Men yearn for poetry though they may not confess it; they desire that joy shall be graceful and sorrow august and infinity have a form...
~ E.M. Forster
Life is easy to chronicle, but bewildering to practice, and we welcome "nerves" or any other shibboleth that will cloak our personal desire. She
~ E.M. Forster
The aims of battle and the fruits of conquest are never the same;
~ E.M. Forster
Did he at all know where he wanted to live? Tibby didn't know that he did know. Did he at all know what he wanted to do? He was equally uncertain, but when pressed remarked that he should prefer to be quite free of any profession.
~ E.M. Forster
I shall want to live, I tell you.
~ E.M. Forster
Nothing ever happens to me, " she reflected..... An older person at such an hour and in such a place might think that sufficient was happening to him, and rest content. Lucy desired more.
~ E.M. Forster
All of us, even the sophisticated, yearn for permanence, and to the unsophisticated permanence is the chief excuse for a work of art.
~ E.M. Forster
But though she spent nearly seven lire, the gates of liberty seemed still unopened.
~ E.M. Forster
But all that night his body yearned for Alec's, despite him.
~ E.M. Forster