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procrastination,
Thirst for Knowledge; Quench by reading.
The itch of scribbling.
Feeling lurks in that interval of time between desire and its consummation.
Lust, plain and simple - if lust was ever simple.
Privation is the source of appetite.
Let not our longing slay the appetite of our living.
In every man's life there is something he feels driven to do, something that pricks him at the core of his soul so long as it remains undone, and yet as he approaches the doing of it he will know fear, for perhaps to fulfill the obsession will bring him more pain than pleasure.
The windy satisfaction of the tongue.
The craving today is for something light and spicy, and few have patience, still less desire, to examine carefully that which would make a demand both upon their hearts and
Feeling and longing are the motive forces behind all human endeavor and human creations.
Urges. Mercy, the urges.
Writing in the incurable itch that possesses many.
Little bits of things make me do it; - perhaps a word that I said and ought not to have said ten years ago; - the most ordinary little mistakes, even my own past thoughts to myself about the merest trifles. They are always making me shiver.
2. Greed, or acquisitive desire.
Envy, the attendant of the empty mind.
To tempt and be tempted are closely allied; and in spite of all the finest moral maxims buried in the mind, when emotion interferes, when feeling makes its appearance, one is already much further involved that one realizes, and I have still not learnt how to prevent its appearance.
My passion was dead. For years it had rolled over and submerged me; now I felt empty. But that wasn't the worst: before me, posed with a sort of indolence, was a voluminous, insipid idea. I did not see clearly what it was, but it sickened me so much I couldn't look at it.
This disease of curiosity.
Canoodling, I see.
DESIRE for money, and actually
Sorry," I mumbled.
"Maybe you're hungry," said Zoya. "I always get mean when I'm hungry."
"Are you hungry all the time?" asked Harshaw.
"You haven't seen me mean. When you do, you'll require a very big hanky."
He snorted. "To dry my tears?"
"To stanch the bleeding.
Longing performs all things
The thing you want so desperately that the idea of having it makes you as sick to your stomach as the idea of never having it?
Remorse, the fatal egg that pleasure laid.
If you need something desperately and find it, this is not an accident; your own craving and compulsion leads you to it.
I had a hunger for things I knew realistically I didn't actually care for.
Mad desire, when it has the most, longs for more
Remorse-Regret that one waited so long to do it.
What is the motive which operates in every man's breast to counteract the impulse towards the gratification of his wants and appetites?
desires," I mean things we feel that we need or want very strongly. There's an element of passion in the experience of desire
Curious, a man's affection for the object that he manipulates.
I hated longing. I hated it almost as much as I hated pining. It sapped the mind of good judgment, filled the heart with achiness, and distracted the vagina from other potential conquests.
A little impatience (carefully applied and infused with
When the heart is heavy, the hands crave work
The desire of food is limited in every man by the narrow capacity of the human stomach; but the desire of the conveniencies and ornaments of building, dress, equipage, and household furniture, seems to have no limit or certain boundary.
And so, wish becomes pang; the crave, an ache; pleasure, pain. Losing all its pleasure, anticipation cuts the opposite direction and becomes merely a constant, painful reminder of what they've lost, forever.
Shoveling food into his mouth. Thoughts came fluently, cogently:
When it comes to desiring, we are all experts. If there were an Olympics of desiring, we would all make the team.
selfishly looking
Hunger whets everything, especially Suspicion and Indignation.
SATIETY, n. The feeling that one has for the plate after he has eaten its contents, madam.
Noble passions are like vices: the more they are satisfied, the greater they grow, Mothers and gamblers are insatiable.
Lust is a mysterious wound in the side of humanity; or rather, at the very source of its life! To confound this lust in man with that desire which unites the sexes is like confusing a tumor with the very organ which it devours, a tumor whose very deformity horribly reproduces the shape.
Curiosity creeps into the houses of the unfortunate and the needy under the name of duty or of pity.
Pastime with good company
I love and shall, until I die.
Grudge who list, but none deny!
So God be pleased, thus live will I.
All human creativity issues from the urgency of longing.
What heart can think, or tongue express, The harm that groweth of idleness?
Lust, Pride, Sloth, and Gluttony, or, as we call them these days, "getting in touch with your sexuality," "raising your self-esteem," "relaxation therapy," and "being a recovered bulimic."
Boredom: the desire for desires.
Curiosity is the lust of the mind.
Whatever touches the nerves of motive, whatever shifts man's moral position, is mightier than steam, or calorie, or lightening.
I am pinned to my seat with pity and horror and a weird, twisted affection laced with longing and traces of lust.
There is nothing so carking as the pangs of unsatisfied curiosity.
Appetite, n. An instinct thoughtfully implanted by Providence as a solution to the labor question.
To be perpetually longing and impatiently desirous of anything, so that a man cannot abstain from it, is to lose a man's liberty, and to become a servant of meat and drink, or smoke.
Farting, don't think, just fart.
There are two cardinal sins from which all others spring: Impatience and Laziness." Franz Kafka
There's an, oh such a hungry yearning burning inside of me.
Of all the worldly passions, lust is the most intense. All other worldly passions seem to follow in its train.
Paroxysms of pain and twinges of desire leach from universal sources. All human suffering buttons itself to the pang of wanting.
Bodily passion, which has been so unjustly decried, compels its victims to display every vestige that is in them of unselfishness and generosity, and so effectively that they shine resplendent in the eyes of all beholders.
As rain pours through poorly thatched houses, so does desire penetrate an undeveloped mind.
The horrible pleasure of pleasing inferior people.
The force of passion is balanced by the force of interest.
Chewing the food of sweet and bitter fancy.
Early sweats make up later pleasures
Melancholy: an appetite no misery satisfies.
Desiring truth, awaiting it, laboriously distilling a few words, forever desiring
Yearning: It needs to hurt in order to be worthy of the word. Otherwise it is just wanting.
DESIRE - knowing what you want.
The temptation to betray a secret, always breathing its hot breath in your ear.
There is no temper more unpropitious to interest than desultory application and unlimited inquiry, by which the desires are held in a perpetual equipoise, and the mind fluctuates between different purposes without determination.
I had so much fun writing this book and I want readers to have fun also. A Passion for Prying is a feel-good, fun read. It's like eating a delicious, sinful hot fudge sundae--pure fun and indulgence.
Longing is like a seed that wrestles in the ground
Human longings are perversely obstinate; and to the man whose mouth is watering for a peach, it is of no use to offer the largest vegetable marrow.
Lusts are like agues; the fit is not always on, and yet the man is not rid of his disease; and some men's lusts, like some agues, have not such quick returns as others.
The ache for anything is a thick dust in the heart.
Paines to get, care to keep, feare to lose.
Boredom, that traitorous devil that posseses us to do things sometimes useless, and often stupid.
When passion and habit long lie in company it is only slowly and with incredulity that habit awakens to finds its companion fled, itself alone.
Lust is the best of all the deadly sins.
If people have some sort of yearning, dissatisfaction or some itching irritability, then it might because they aren't looking in the right direction for a solution. They aren't looking within.
We are hungry for things that have touched human hands.
Everybody has a weakness. Mine is food.
Homesickness for the gutter.
Curiosity is the thirst of the soul.
Desire and longing are the whips of God.
Covetous ambition, thinking all too little which presently it hath, supposeth itself to stand in need of that which it hath not.
To insects--sensual lust.
Passion creates, addiction consumes.
malady of reverie.
Tormented by an unworldly hunger, yet not knowing how to satisfy it.
I am grown by sympathy a little eager and sentimental, but leave me alone, and I should relish every hour and what it brought me, the pot-luck of the day, as heartily as the oldest gossip in the bar-room.
feeling is first,
Thrilling to the sensation of hard, teeming flesh.
- to wit, 'the sweat of the brow.
Any time you feel the desire to eat a pint of Cherry Garcia ice cream, commit adultery,
avoid confessing your sins, or hate your boss, your concupiscible passions are stirring.
Lust is an enemy to the purse, a foe to the person, a canker to the mind, a corrosive to the conscience, a weakness of the wit, a besotter of the senses, and finally, a mortal bane to all the body.
Passionately obsessed by anything we love
an avalanche of magic flattens the way ahead, levels, rules, reasons, dissents, bears us with it over chasms, fears, doubts. Without the power of that love ...