Quotes About Desire

What was this hunger that drove me to seek more than what I already had?

clinging to a dream he does not want to leave.

What a fool I was. What was this hunger that drove me to seek more than what I already had?

Expand your property, increase your wealth, enlarge your walls. And when each new treasure you drag inside your walls doesn't relieve your pain? Go get some more.

plumpest raisins, finest custards, salmon and sardines… … came the tortoise, the honeycakes, poppies and squills, and the ·[next?]·Ã¢â'¬Â¦ … I ate until I could ·[burst?]·, then ate more…

You always think the barley is more plentiful in another man's field, but it's no better out there, Aethon, I promise you," said the crone. "Bandits wait around every corner to bash your skull and ghouls lurk in the shadows, hoping to drink your blood. Here you have cheese, wine, your friends, and your flock. What you already have is better than what you so desperately seek.

His longing is such that Rex's absence becomes something like a presence, a scalpel left behind in his gut.

She turns her face toward his, and though she cannot see him, he feels he cannot bear her gaze. "Won't you come with me?

But he didn't have language for what he really wanted to say; he couldn't explain how her wildness that day, on the road, had thrilled him as much as it terrified him.

The) Gray wagtail...doesn't look like much, does he? Hardly a couple of ounces of feathers and bones. But that bird can fly to Africa and back. Powered by bugs and worms and desire.

Dentro de su pecho late algo enorme, algo lleno deseo, algo que ya no siente temor.

Bandits wait around every corner to bash your skull and ghouls lurk in the shadows, hoping to drink your blood. Here you have cheese, wine, your friends, and your flock. What you already have is better than what you so desperately seek." But as a bee hurries to and fro, visiting every flower without pause, so my restlessness…

For a moment Zeno feels that he might be able to speak it into existence: if he says exactly the right words, right now, like a magic spell, it will happen.

Inside her pulses something huge, something full of longing, something unafraid.

She'd been naked in her pool, floating on her back, when she realized that her life—two kids, a three-story Tudor, an Audi wagon—was not what she wanted.

What you already have is better than what you so desperately seek.

But he didn't have language for what he really wanted to say; he couldn't explain how her wildness that day, on the road, had thrilled him as much as it terrified him. He couldn't tell her that at night, sweating in the folds of his mosquito net, he had begun to recite her name over and over, as if it were a spell that might summon her into his room.

At night Ward tossed in self-loathing: how, he wondered, can you want something so badly, finally get it, and yet wind up discontented? And how can it happen so quickly? When he finally could sink into sleep his dreams boiled with faceless devils; he woke--gasping--with their talons on his windpipe.

Doesn't look like much, does he?" murmurs Fredrick. "Hardly a couple of ounces of feathers and bones. But that bird can fly to Africa and back. Powered by bugs and worms and desire.

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In other words, man's imagination, when it is not corrupt, yearns for the holy—to behold its beauty from a distance, to be possessed by it. All the greatest art of the past, pagan and Christian, testifies to this desire. It

We don't actually want our young people to encounter the mysteries of love anyway; best to keep them preoccupied with the tedium of lust instead. The

yet eager to command others;

The same may be said for excessive delight, lust and fear. The way forward, Cicero wrote, was to distance oneself from the cares and desires of life.