#lust

For pure will, unassuaged of purpose, delivered from the lust of result, is every way perfect. ↗

— Aleister Crowley

#will #lust

Blood, pain and an all-surpassing lust for one man settled so deeply into his bones, the need had become part of him. Bottomless, like the touch he craved. Vadim. ↗

— Aleksandr Voinov

#special-forces #lust

I've got lots of weird illustrations of me from Japanese fans. ↗

— Jamie Bell

#got #i #illustrations #japanese #lots

If a theme or idea is too near the surface, the novel becomes simply a tract illustrating an idea. ↗

— Elizabeth Bowen

#idea #illustrating #near #novel #simply

There are many who lust for the simple answers of doctrine or decree. They are on the left and right. They are not confined to a single part of the society. They are terrorists of the mind. ↗

— A. Bartlett Giamatti

#confined #decree #doctrine #left #lust

To illustrate what I mean, an apt dancer may be in thorough unison with the others in that particular group, and at the same time reveal a difference in dancing temperament, rhythm or technique; she may phrase, accentuate or actually interpret differently. ↗

— Florenz Ziegfeld

#actually #apt #dancer #dancing #difference

The sensory misers will inherit the earth, but first they will make it not worth living on. When you consider something like death, after which we may well go out like a candle flame, then it probably won’t matter if we try too hard, are awkward sometimes, care for one another too deeply, are excessively curious about nature, are too open to experience, enjoy a nonstop expense of the senses in an effort to know life intimately and lovingly. ↗

— Diane Ackerman

#love #lust-for-life #senses #death

Strength instead of being the lusty child of passion, grows by grappling with and subduing them. ↗

— James M. Barrie

#child #grappling #grows #instead #lusty

He who truly believes that which prompts him to an action has looked upon the action to lust after it, he has committed it already in his heart. ↗

— William Kingdon Clifford

#after #already #believes #committed #heart

Words today are like the shells and rope of seaweed which a child brings home glistening from the beach and which in an hour have lost their luster. ↗

— Cyril Connolly

#brings #child #home #hour #like