Quotes About Desire

If you are an artist, you learn how to trap the yearning and put it where you want it, put it where it goes. That's the secret all true artists come to know.

Ille mi par esse deo videtur ille, si fas est, superare divos, qui sedens adversus identitem te spectat et audit dulce ridentem, misero quod omnis eripit sensus mihi: nam simul te, Lesbia, aspexi, nihil est super mi lingua sed torpet, tenuis sub artus flamma demanat, sonitu suopte tintinant aures gemina, teguntur lumina nocte. otium, Catulle, tibi molestum est; otio exsultas nimiumque gestis; otium et reges prius et beatas perdidit urbes.

If the Earth were not subject to any change I would consider the Earth a big but useless body in universe, paralyzed...superfluous and unnatural.Those who so exalt incorruptibility, unchangeability and the like, are, I think, reduced to saying such things both because of inordinate desire they have to live for a long time and because of the terror they have of death...they do not realize that if men were immortal, they would have never come into the world.

Technically, on the spectrum of very bad things, they did nothing truly wicked. But of course, that spectrum has no measure for the greatest of all carnal sins, the kind that occurs before skin touches skin, before wondering turns to yearning, yearning to having, having to holding for dear life, when two people cling to each other so desperately that even when they lie, inches apart, neither is fully satisfied until the light between them turns to darkness.

There was no one--nothing else in the world--that had this unbelievable effect on him: thrilling electrification. But just as soon as he acknowledged this gift, he sought to destroy it.

When the man touches through to the exact center of the woman, he lies motionless, in equilibrium, in absolute desire, at the threshold of the world to which the Creator Spirit knows the pass-whisper, and whispers it, and his loving friend becomes his divinity.

Lo único que me duele de morir, es que no sea de amor.

Wanting more majors, wanting more wins, almost feels like I think I'm being too greedy.

It doesn't matter who wins if I don't. I only care if I win. I'm jealous of anyone else who wins.

I look at that 10 PGA Tour wins, and I say to myself, 'That's not enough,' and it isn't enough for me. It's just 10. I want more than 10.

It's not a selfish desire, growing a beard, but maybe I need to not have the beard, and it'll bring us more wins.

You can stick with one manager and have no wins, no trophies, or you can have so many different managers and win a lot. It comes down to the players, to the desire, and the way the club likes to behave.

I'm tempted by rubbish food after wins.

The team that wants it the hardest wins, but there have been times when I came out as the villain.

I went with a pixie cut when my daughter was really young. It was easy - I mean, it was really easy. But I missed my long hair. Especially after a long winter, all I want is sexy summer hair.

To love someone is to isolate him from the world, wipe out every trace of him, dispossess him of his shadow, drag him into a murderous future. It is to circle around the other like a dead star and absorb him into a black light.

All of my pleasures are guilty, but that's just the way I'm wired.

We are wired to find love.

There I was as a kid: a closeted homosexual who wants to be an actress. I had no choice! Wanting to act was something I was wired with when I was born. I never thought I would have success or celebrity, although I did want that. But what I wanted more than anything was to work.

Every human being was wired with the desire for happiness. And we will try different things all in the pursuit of that feeling.

A man should always consider how much he has more than he wants.

Of prosperity mortals can never have enough.

It's not very wise to keep a player who has just one year left on his contract and really wants to leave.

I had long wanted to write a love story, and I had long - wisely, I felt - shirked the challenge because I felt it the hardest story of all to write.