Quotes About Urge

The torture is in the anticipation – the unknown, the restless sleep, insuppressible urge.

...I think I might die if I don't kiss you right now. A real-life kiss.

There is a big confusion in this country over what we want verses what we need...you need food. You want a chocolate sundae.

A man cannot live without water. He cannot live without it, but he can bear the thought of no water. A man can live without sex. He can live without it, but he cannot bear the thought of no sex.

el hombre, como nos enseña Perogrullo, obedece por contra al dictado de su aparato genital o digestivo.

The emotion is Janus-faced: we are torn between a nostalgia for the familiar and an urge for the foreign and strange. As often as not, we are homesick most for the places we have never known.

We are torn between a nostalgia for the familiar and an urge for the foreign and strange. As often as not, we are homesick most for the places we have never known

We had come here to have a break from thoughts and the hard work that came with the constant interaction with idiots. Or at least people we considered idiots because they were not mind readers and we had to, patiently, use polite words to explain things that we were thinking when really inside we were fighting the urge to take their heads in our hands and softly and repeatedly thud their foreheads off the wall.

Since he was a man with a powerful protective urge, he stepped ahead of me, in front of me. So of course, we were attacked from behind.

When we feel suffering, we have the urge to run away from it and fill ourselves up with junk food, junk entertainment, anything to keep our mind off the pain that is there inside us.

She wanted to go inside. She wanted to go in, wanting it as we want to jump from balconies, as the glint of the rails tempts us when we hear the approaching train.

The urge to throw up his excellent breakfast was, he sensed, to be suppressed, for he suspected it meant that all his cunning body was doing was making room to digest the horrors of Kraksua Street.

His yearning for new and faraway places, his desire for freedom, relief and oblivion was as he admitted to himself, an urge to flee-an urge to get away from his work, from the everyday site of a cold, rigid, and passionate servitude.

concupiscence

The conscious mind is small and weak compared to the emotional and spiritual power that we call daimonic. It may be the urge to create, take risks, and love. Life may be simple when you avoid the daimon of love, but it is also less passionate and meaningful.

When a mosquito sees a light in the darkness, it is drawn to it by an urge too powerful to resist. Even if the light is a bug zapper, caked with the carcasses of all the mosquito's electrocuted relatives, the poor insect will still use the last flap of its wings to fly to its death. It simply can't help it.

His ass gave off a scent of taunting intimacy. I couldn't reject that intimacy, and it was there that I traveled, intoxicated, to the most sacred part of him, without asking or offering anything, without thinking. I tried to quiet my fascination with his ass. That's where my urge to become one with him overpowered me.

I simply did what my heart demanded.

Ernest Becker writes, "The urge to heroism is natural, and to admit it honest. For everyone to admit it would probably release such pent-up force as to be devastating to society." Well

Man is free Woyzeck. Man is the ultimate expression of the individual urge to freedom.

Could you be more smug?" He leaned on his elbow. "Possibly. I see you liked the flowers." I got a sudden urge to set the carnations on fire. "They are gorgeous. It's not their fault you brought them.

There's nothing in his eyes but need.

To create is to boggle the mind and alter the mood. Once the urge has surged, it maintains its own momentum. We may go along for the ride, but when we attempt to steer the course, the momentum dies.

An incurable itch for scribbling takes possession of many, and grows inveterate in their insane breasts.