Quotes About Urge

Now he turned on to the side street, making his way to number thirty-three, resisting the urge to smile, resisting the urge to sob or even imagine the safety that might be awaiting him. He reminded himself that this was no time for hope.

Let me repeat: the crimes of violence committed for selfish personal motives are historically insignificant compared to those committed ad majoram gloriam Dei, out of a self-sacrificing devotion to a flag, a leader, a religious faith, or a political conviction. Man has always been prepared not only to kill but also to die for good, bad or completely futile causes. And what can be a more valid proof of the reality of the self-transcending urge than this readiness to die for an ideal?

But the revival of a dynamic psychology which reinstated the academic respectability of such terms as curiosity, exploratory drive, purpose, only came about when experimental evidence showed that even in the rat the urge to explore may prevail over hunger and fear.

Impelled by feelings that were primal yet paradoxically wholly impersonal. Feelings of contempt born of inchoate, unacknowledged fear--civilization's fear of nature, men's fear of women, power's fear of powerlessness. Man's subliminal urge to destroy what he could neither subdue nor deify.

Feelings of contempt born of inchoate, unacknowledged fear - civilization's fear of nature, men's fear of women, power's fear of powerlessness. Man's subliminal urge to destroy what he could neither subdue nor deify. Men's Needs.

Ammu quickly learned to recognize and despise the ugly face of sympathy. They...gloated. She fought off the urge to slap them.

I get an urge, like a pregnant elephant, to go away and give birth to a book.

And anyway, the first three letters in the word diet should tell you what I want it to do.

Tis easier to suppress the first desire than to satisfy all that follow it.

It is easier to suppress the first desire, than to satisfy all that follow it.

The urge to grow and develop, present in all forms of life, becomes perverted in the Bisy Backson's mind into a constant struggle to change everything (the Bulldozer Backson) and everyone (the Bigoted Backson) else but himself, and interfere with things he has no business interfering with, including practically every form of life on earth.

When something hits you, you better go with it.

I woke up on my sister's couch with a raging hangover and an urge to kill my wife.

It felt almost enjoyable, like gnawing on a cuticle: You know you should stop, that it doesnt really feel as good as you think, but you cant quit grinding it away.

gnawing on a cuticle: You know you should stop, that it doesn't really feel as good as you think, but you can't quit grinding away.

Desire urges me on while fear bridals me

My songs are always on the tip of my tongue. It's always bubbling and brewing and about to come out. I can't really put it into words, but the best way to explain it is feeling like you constantly have some things on the tip of your tongue.

If a topic hits me, I'll start going on it. But you can't force it.

For long after guilty memories fade, the urge for penance lingers: strong and blind as the will to drink rain and grope for sunlight.

I had the urge to caress the small of her back with my fingertips. That thought was immediately tried, sentenced to ten years' hard labor, and exiled to Siberia.

Prudence says one thing, desire says another, and I'd rather go with desire any time.

What is there in our nature that is for ever urging us on towards pain and misery?

Many things change with time, but certain basic human traits remain eternal: curiosity and empathy, the urge to know and the urge to connect.

The kind of truth that can be asserted by argument had lost all glamour, all lustre, for him, seeming no more now than another aspect of that ancient urge - much older than the desire for truth - to command attention, dominate one's fellows.