Quotes About Desire

No, I didn't imagine my being alone with you the way you do. If I want the impossible, I want it in its entirety. Entirely alone, dearest, I wanted us to be entirely alone on this earth, entirely alone under the sky, and to lead my life, my life that is yours, without distraction and with complete concentration, in you.

It is as if a person were a prisoner, and he had not only the intention to escape, which would perhaps be attainable, but also, and indeed simultaneously, the intention to rebuild the prison as a pleasure dome for himself. But if he escapes, he cannot rebuild, and if he rebuilds, he cannot escape.

My writing was all about you; all I did there, after all, was to bemoan what I could not bemoan upon your breast.

There are times when my longing for you overwhelms me […] so often I can think of you only with teeth clenched.

Always only the desire to die and the not-yet-yielding; this alone is love.

The nonexistent is whatever we have not sufficiently desired. Only after death, only in solitude, does a man's true nature emerge. In death, as on the chimney sweep's Saturday night, the soot gets washed from his body.

In that case, I'll miss the thing by waiting for it.

They no longer wanted to entice anyone; all they wanted was to catch a glimpse for as long as possible of the reflected glory in the great eyes of Odysseus

Anyway, it's best not to think about them, as if you do it makes the discussions with the other lawyers, all their advice and all that they do manage to achieve, seem so unpleasant and useless, I had that experience myself, just wanted to throw everything away and lay at home in bed and hear nothing more about it. But that, of course, would be the stupidest thing you could do, and you wouldn't be left in peace in bed for very long either.

Oh God, I wish you were not on this earth, but entirely within me, or rather that I were not on this earth, but entirely within you; I feel there is one too many of us; the separation into two people is unbearable.

They were given the choice of becoming kings or the king's messengers. As is the way with children, they all wanted to be messengers. That is why there are only messengers, racing through the world and, since there are no kings, calling out to each other the messages that have now become meaningless.

I passed by the brothel as though past the house of a beloved.

Logic is of course unshakeable, but it cannot hold out against a man who wants to live.

I look a girl in the eye and it was a very long love story with thunder and kisses and lightning. I live fast.

Adev?ratul motiv al temerilor mele – nu exist? ceva mai cumplit de spus ?i nici de auzit – este c? nu te voi putea poseda niciodat?.

All I did there, after all, was to bemoan what I could not bemoan upon your breast.

I can't hold enough of you in my hands.

Written kisses never arrive at their destination; the ghosts drink them up along the way.

There was always something in me to catch fire, in this heap of straw that I have been.

Nobody reaches through here, least of all with a message from one who is dead. You, however, sit at your window and dream of the message when evening comes.

You wouldn't believe the kind of person I could become if you wanted it.

16 February. Can't see my way clear. As though everything I possessed had escaped me, and as though it would hardly satisfy me if it all returned.

I see you more clearly, the movements of your body, your hands, so quick, so resolute, it's almost like a meeting; even so, when I then want to raise my eyes to your face, in the middle of the letter -fire breaks out and I see nothing but fire.

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