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We are always striving for things forbidden, and coveting those
denied us.
[Lat., Nitimur in vetitum semper, cupimusque read more
We are always striving for things forbidden, and coveting those
denied us.
[Lat., Nitimur in vetitum semper, cupimusque negata.]
It's so much better to desire than to have. . . . The moment of desire, when you know something read more
It's so much better to desire than to have. . . . The moment of desire, when you know something is going to happen -- that's the most exalting.
Passion, it lies in all of us, sleeping... waiting... and though unwanted... unbidden... it will stir... open its jaws and read more
Passion, it lies in all of us, sleeping... waiting... and though unwanted... unbidden... it will stir... open its jaws and howl. It speaks to us... guides us... passion rules us all, and we obey. What other choice do we have? Passion is the source of our finest moments. The joy of love... the clarity of hatred... and the ecstasy of grief. It hurts sometimes more than we can bear. If we could live without passion maybe we'd know some kind of peace... but we would be hollow... Empty rooms shuttered and dank. Without passion we'd be truly dead.
We do not succeed in changing things according to our desire, but gradually our desire changes.
We do not succeed in changing things according to our desire, but gradually our desire changes.
Passing into higher forms of desire, that which slumbered in the
plant, and fitfully stirred in the beast, awakes read more
Passing into higher forms of desire, that which slumbered in the
plant, and fitfully stirred in the beast, awakes in the man.
Desire is the very essence of man.
Desire is the very essence of man.
Desire is the starting point of all achievement, not a hope, not a wish, but a keen pulsating desire which read more
Desire is the starting point of all achievement, not a hope, not a wish, but a keen pulsating desire which transcends everything.
Never let go of that fiery sadness called desire.
Never let go of that fiery sadness called desire.
Some desire is necessary to keep life in motion, and he whose real wants are supplied must admit those of read more
Some desire is necessary to keep life in motion, and he whose real wants are supplied must admit those of fancy.