#desire

There is a wonderful mythical law of nature that the three things we crave most in life -- happiness, freedom, and peace of mind -- are always attained by giving them to someone else. ↗

— Peyton C. March

#irony #life #freedom

Always having what we want may not be the best good fortune Health seems sweetest after sickness, food in hunger, goodness in the wake of evil, and at the end of daylong labor sleep. ↗

— Heraclitus

#dreams #fulfillment #goals #unfulfillment #dreams

Five seconds, and my body's humming. I go half-man, half-machine, and my thoughts go straight to touching her more, to how far I want to go, how far she might want to go, and damn, I start to hurt. No amount of music or hard work will fix this. My body's a beast. A beast that's been held back too long. ↗

— Susan Vaught

#desire #in-love #kissing #love #love

Peter Wessel and Peter Van Daan have grown into one Peter, who is beloved and good, and for whom I long desperately. ↗

— Anne Frank

#love #love

You might be able to kiss like a rock star, but you’ve got to get over this macho trip. You don’t own me. ↗

— Missy Lyons

#love #macho #own #rock-star #want

I looked down, unable to meet the intensity in Nat’s eyes. Tonight, my crush for Nat had moved beyond a crush. The chemistry between us was undeniable, and the more we clashed, the more we wanted each other." - Summer, Perfect Summer ↗

— Kailin Gow

#kailin-gow #loving-summer-series #nat-donovan #new-adult #new-adult-contemporary-romance

I grinned. “So you are human after all.” I touched his chest, feeling him breathe hard in and out. “I always thought you were made of steel, you know,” I said. “Superman?” Nat arched his eyebrows. “No, the Tin Man,” I answered back. I settled my head against his chest, turning my ear to listen to his heartbeat. “I sometimes wondered if you had a heart.” - Summer, Perfect Summer ↗

— Kailin Gow

#desires #kailin-gow #love #loving-summer-series #nat-donovan

I don’t know what makes people start wanting each other any more than I know what makes it stop all of a sudden. I just know that when you lose it once, you’ll never take it for granted again ↗

— Sue Merrell

#divorce #loss #love #love-hurts #love

Die Menschen schleppen dieses Gewicht der Sehnsucht mit sich herum, zum Glück meist nicht sichtbar, sondern ‚latent’ – wie einen inneren blauen Fleck? – und auf einmal ist ohne ersichtlichen Grund, einfach so, jemand da (wer?), auf den diese Sehnsucht in Form von Liebe projiziert wird. Wenn die Grundmuster nicht zusammen passen, nicht übereinstimmen, gleiten sie auseinander, und die Bürde sucht sich ihren Weg zu einem anderen Menschen. Sofern sie nicht wieder unter der Oberfläche verschwindet – ‚latent’ wird. ↗

— Doris Lessing

#love

mysterious money had stood to him as the symbol of earthly good, and the immediate object of toil. He had seemed to love it little in the years when every penny had its purpose for him; for he loved the purpose then. But now, when all purpose was gone, that habit of looking towards the money and grasping it with a sense of fulfilled effort made a loam that was deep enough for the seeds of desire. ↗

— George Eliot

#idolatry #money #love