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Satiety is a mongrel that barks at the heels of plenty.
Do you believe there is some place that will make thesoul less thirsty? In that great absence you will find nothing.
When your throat is parched with thirst, do you desire a cup of gold?
Drink thy blood, Beaumanoir, and thy thirst will pass!
I flush with heaving passion's strange delight, Yet find contentment lost in appetite.
How many of us go through our days parched and empty, thirsting after happiness, when we're really standing knee-deep in the river of abundance?
She wanted to learn. Sometimes it seemed an unending thirst; however much she absorbed, she could not quench it. That
I am fevered with the sunset, I am fretful with the bay, For the wander-thirst is on me And my soul is in Cathay.
I know you're not thirsty. That's bullshit. Stop lying. Lie the fuck down, my darling, and sleep.
My soul drank enough to know how thirsty it was. This
Thirsting for God O God, you are my God; I earnestly search for you. My soul thirsts for you; my whole body longs for you in this parched and weary land where there is no water. I have seen you in your sanctuary and gazed upon your power and glory. PSALM 63:1-2 NLT
While it is all very well to distinguish happiness that is transient from that which is lasting, between ephemeral and genuine happiness, the only happiness it is meaningful to speak of when a person is dying from thirst is access to water.
Is not dread of thirst when your well is full, the thirst that is unquenchable?
The thirsty look for water, but water also looks for thirsty.
This is a thirsty country.
My yearning is my cup, my burning thirst is my drink, and my solitude is my intoxication; I do not and shall not quench my thirst. But in this burning that is never extinguished is a joy that never wanes.
I have a thirst - it's an awful word, but I'm thirsty for knowledge. I like knowing things, the odder the better, the more obtuse the better.
He that has satisfied his thirst turns his back on the well.
You speak of my drinking, yet you don't know my thirst
The rain could turn to gold and still your thirst would not be slaked. Desire is unquenchable or it ends in tears, even in heaven.
Thirst had driven him into the desert again,
I wonder if those experts who tell us that our sexual appetite is the strongest know what real thirst feels like; I can imagine the desire for water driving someone to commit a crime to which sexual desire could never drive them.
...because life is short and you too are thirsty.
You did thirst for blood, and with blood I fill you
Tormented by an unworldly hunger, yet not knowing how to satisfy it.
So many are alive who don't seem to care. Casual, easy, they move in the world as though untouched. But you take pleasure in the faces of those who know they thirst. You cherish those who grip you for survival.
Do not seek water, get thirst.
When Malingeau drew himself from his long sleep, the music was still droning in his head. Christelle was already gone. She had taken care to scribble a line on a scrap of paper.
"I drank your body until my thirst was worn.
Hunger is insolent, and will be fed.
People say the good Lord fills the stomach before the eyes. I haven't noticed; my eyes have had enough and I am weary of everything, and yet I hunger.
It was high time, for I now began to be tortured with thirst. The glow of the sun from above, its thousandfold reflection from the waves, the sea-water that fell and dried upon me, caking my very lips with salt, combined to make my throat burn and my brain ache.
Hunger not to have, but to beHunger-- John Dewey
It is wretched business to be digging a well just as thirst is mastering you.
Through other people's bodies she felt neither love nor hate distinctly. Most consciously she felt - she had drunk sweet wine at luncheon - a desire for water. "A beaker of cold water, a beaker of cold water," she repeated, and saw water surrounded by walls of shining glass.
Of late God has been pleased to keep my soul hungry almost continually, so that I have been filled with a kind of pleasing pain. When I really enjoy God, I feel my desires of Him the more insatiable and my thirstings after holiness more unquenchable.
I'm hungry for a juicy life. I lean out my window at night and I can taste it out there, just waiting for me.
Let him who is struggling against the power of appetite look to the Saviour in the wilderness of temptation. See Him in His agony upon the cross, as He exclaimed, "I thirst." He has endured all that it is possible for us to bear. His victory is ours.
From abundance springs satiety.
Thirst drove me down to the water
where I drank the moon's reflection.
It is only into the thirst of an empty soul that the streams of living waters flow. Ever thirsting is the secret of never thirsting.
She had appetites in plenty: she spent all her strength in repressing them and she underwent this denial in anger.
The underlying questions of appetite, after all, are formidable - What would satisfy? How much do you need, and of what? What are the true passions, the real hungers behind the ostensible goals of beauty or slenderness?
But you never got thirsty for me. You ignored me. GOD'S Decree. 9
Ah, Caderousse,' said Andrea, 'how covetous you are! Two months ago you were dying with hunger.'
'The appetite grows by what it feeds on,' said Caderousse.
Insatiably curious about the world.
You don't know what thirst is until you drink for the first time
She looked before she drank. Looking was part of drinking. why waste sensation, she seemed to ask, why waste a single drop that can be pressed out of this ripe, this melting, this adorable world? Then she drank. And the air round her became threaded with sensation.
The desire for her was a taste he had acquired with the first sip. What would become of him when he could no longer drink from her sweet well?
Unhappy, but not unhappy enough.
We talk about your drinking
But not about your thirst
You set off through the minefield
Like you were rounding first
Passionately desired, graciously received.
Oh, I see. You're horny."
Kent cleared his throat. "I believe we've had more than one discussion about that adjective."
"Right," Cali corrected, frowning as she peered at the cellulite on the top of the back of her thighs. "You're not horny. You're lascivious.
She knew what desire was - though she didn't know she knew. It was like this: she was starving but not for food, it was a kind of painful taste that rose from the pit of her stomach and made her nipples quiver and her arms empty without an embrace.
Curiosity is the thirst of the soul.
Hee that goes to bed thirsty riseth healthy.
To them that long for the presence of the living God, the thought of Him is sweetest itself: but there is no satiety, rather an ever-increasing appetite...
He was hungry without yet knowing that hunger could be slaked by food; he was lonely without yet knowing that loneliness could be slaked, too.
Nor is it a thought I leave behind me, but a heart made sweet with hunger and with thirst.
I want. I need. I ache. I burn. Burn with me. Ellysetta to Rain in Lord of the Fading Lands.
I don't know what it is to be hungry,
I'm hungry," he whimpered instead.
"Food is on its way."
"No," he said. "The other kind of hunger."
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Look at you, you madman! Screaming you are thirsty and dying in a desert,
when all around you there is nothing but water!
The hunger of a dragon is slow to wake, but hard to sate.
How prompt we are to satisfy the hunger and thirst of our bodies; how slow to satisfy the hunger and thirst of our souls!
The same hunger sends us to prayer and sugar and sweetener and text: the rush of comfort that comes from quick taste, the body suddenly filled with a sensation beyond itself - foreign and seductive. Sentimentality
Our ignorance is such that most of us don't realize we're thirsty. Or, if we realize we're thirsty, we look for water in the wrong place. We go into fire looking for cool refreshment. And often we're confused about what our thirst actually is.
Hunger, prolonged, is temporary madness! The brain is at work without its required food, and the most fantastic notions fill the mind. Hitherto I had never known what hunger really meant. I was likely to understand it now.
He stopped and leaned against a pole and looked up at the deaf and swollen sky. It was a movement of dark shapes, a hurrying, a running.
He closed his eyes. ("Hunger")
Don't stop," she pleaded with swollen lips. "Please, Guy, don't stop."
The same hunger that ran through him had taken her as well. What kind of man would he be to leave her with such need?
When we are thirsty, we drink the white waters of the pool, the sweetness of our mournful childhood.
Hungry is a word that I've been analyzing here of late. It's not hunger that drives me, it's not hunger that needs to drive our football team. Hunger and thirst are things that can be quenched. We have to be a driven group, we have to seek greatness.
What an unrequited love it is, this thirst! But is it love, when it is unrequited?
You should not see the desert simply as some faraway place of little rain. There are many forms of thirst.
Like most humans, I am hungry ... our three basic needs, for food and security and love, are so mixed and mingled and entwined that we cannot straightly think of one without the others. So it happens that when I write of hunger, I am really writing about love and the hunger for it ...
There's hidden sweetness in the stomach's emptiness.
We hunger in earnest for that which we cannot consume.
I die of thirst here at the fountainside.
Hungry wailing standeth not aloof.
What can still that hunger of the heart which sickens the eye for beauty, and makes sweet-scented ease an oppression?
In a dry and thirsty land, my soul thirsts for the living God, the living water.
Not only the thirsty seek the water, the water as well seeks the thirsty.
He kissed her lustfully.
Mindlessly.
Senselessly.
To be hungry must be awful.
I know you once offered to fix dinner for me, but I seriously thought you were bragging."
Those lips, mmm, those sinful lips, pouted briefly, with the sole purpose of driving me crazy, no doubt. He shrugged.
"Nope, no bragging. You hungry?"
"Starving." Though not exactly for food.
A slow trickle of lust crawled painfully down the parched gully of desire, and ended feebly in dry fumbling lechery.
The soul's deepest thirst is for God Himself, who has made us so that we can never be satisfied without Him.
I do wish," said Lucy, "now that we're not thirsty, we could go on feeling as not-hungry as we did when we were thirsty.
The more hunger, the greater the desires, like those of men in prison, wild and haunting. So we had here a perfect world in which to grow the flower of eroticism. Of course, if you get too hungry, too continuously, you become a bum, a tramp.
The satisfaction of a special Pninian craving.
By thinking of the cloud, I thirsted for the raindrop.
Never quenched. Though I am doused in you, I burn.
Totally drained he could only manage one but he made it a good one tongue included. "Delicious " he murmured.
"So depraved " Colton muttered.
"Thank you."
"Get off me."
"Mine "
"Stings."
"Boohoo.
She feels a little sad. Is she sad? Helen considers an alternative: She is dehydrated.
Thirstily he set it to his lips, and as its cool refreshment began to soothe his throat, he thanked Heaven that in a world of much evil there was still so good a thing as ale.
Every bone in my body was crying out for rest, but I knew if I stopped, and perhaps slept, I would die. I had to keep going. It was strange, but the thirst which was killing me was also the driving force keeping me on this long, desperate march.
To quench that thirst, Ward would become a human
Kissing her is like drinking salted water, he thinks. His thirst only increases.
Love is a thirst that man need
MOMMMM, I'm thirsty... What's this, just water?
Some people are always thirsting for water from other people's wells.