desire

The desires of the heart are as crooked as corkscrewsNot to be born is the best for manThe second best is a formal orderThe dance's pattern, dance while you can.Dance, dance, for the figure is easyThe tune is catching and will not stopDance till the stars come down from the raftersDance, dance, dance till you drop.

How miserably hypocritical, you might say, but no sooner am I offered a chance to flee Hell than I yearn to stay. Few families hold their relations as closely as do prisons. Few marriages sustain the high level of passion that exists between criminals and those who seek to bring them to justice. It__ no wonder the Zodiac Killer flirted so relentlessly with the police. Or that Jack the Ripper courted and baited detectives with his - or her - coy letters. We all wish to be pursued. We all long to be desired.

If nonsatiety were the natural state of human nature then aggressive want-stimulating advertising would not be necessary, nor would the barrage of novelty aimed at promoting dissatisfaction with last year's model. The system attempts to remake people to fit its own presuppositions. If people's wants are not naturally insatiable we must make them so, in order to keep the system going.

I must keep my head and not give in to desire, for desire is what causes women to drown.

Why... is human desire so unsatisfying?

She wanted to be the rain, to cover him with moisture, to bring life to his seed.

Could it be that desire for a good thing has become a bad thing because that desire has become a ruling thing?

The mystery of desire was way beyond the conceptual abilities of Jules Jacobson. It was like_... robotics. Just another subject that she couldn__ understand at all.

Life is complex in its expression, involving more than percipience, namely desire, emotion, will, and feeling.

There are few things we should keenly desire if we really knew what we wanted.

It is possible there are some things you want so badly that you will change your life to make them happen.

I don__ want the finer things in life, like preserves of jam and thick soft quilts, until I get what I need: the machinery to make that stuff for me.

Olympia thinks often about desire - desire that stops the breath, that causes a preoccupied pause in the midst of uttering a sentence - and how it may upend a life and threaten to dissolve the soul.

You will get when you deserve, not when you desire! So Accept Life and Live in the Now!

This is desire, daughter, the endless piercing that informs the universe throughout eternity,

Now do you understand why I'm interested in you? You're a locked door, sweetheart. You give no one a key and you never answer the door when anyone knocks...Ah, but sometimes, sometimes I get a peek through the keyhole and what I find there...It's like glimpsing you as you're stripping. Underneath all of that darkness is something hungry, something desperate, something, oh, so deliciously vulnerable.

I am Desire, am I not? That is what I am; that is what I do. I make things want things. Where I touch, things want and need and love - drawn to their objects of desire like butterflies to a candle-flame.

free from desire, you realize the mysterycaught in the desire, you see only the manifestations.