Quotes on Want

I want your sun to reach my raindrops, so your heat can raise my soul upward like a cloud.

I see that it is by no means useless to travel, if a man wants to see something new

Wouldn't it be something if we could have things we love in abudance without their losing that special attraction the want of them held for us.

Because," she said, "that is what men would call it. They invented Satan, didn't they? Satanic is merely the name they give to the behavior of those who would disrupt the orderly way in which men want to live.

Nothing forces us to know What we do not want to know Except pain

You know what I do? I listen to other people, stumbling about with their half thoughts and half sentences and their clumsy feelings that they can't express, and it hurts me. So I go home and burnish it and polish it and weld it to a rhythmic frame, make the dull colors gleam, mute the garish artificiality to pastels, so it doesn't hurt any more: that's my poem. I know what they want to say, and I say it for them.

We imagined we knew everything the other thought, even when we did not necessarily want to know it, but in fact, I have come to see, we knew not the smallest fraction of what there was to know.

If he's forgotten me, I'll make him remember me. I'll make him want me again.

Would you really like to live in a society where you have no responsibility and no freedom, no choice, only the false option of obedience to the law, or disobedience followed by punishment? Would you really want to go live in a prison?

If you want to talk to God, pray. If you want him to talk to you, read your scriptures.

Today I want to belong. I want to feel safe and at home. I want to be aware of what it is like simply to be, without defenses or desires. I will appreciate the flow of life for what it is-my own true self. I will notice those moments of intimacy with myself, when I feel that “I am” is enough to sustain me forever. I will lie on the grass at one with nature, expanding until my being fades into the infinite.

Every artist is an unhappy lover. And unhappy lovers want to tell their story.

Wherever I am, the world comes after me. It offers me its busyness. It does not believe that I do not want it. Now I understand why the old poets of China went so far and high into the mountains, then crept into the pale mist.

I've got the guts to die. What I want to know is, have you got the guts to live?

The world only exists in your eyes. You can make it as big or as small as you want

When we're focused on what we want, things begin to slot perfectly into place.

God only allows us to see such things when he wants something to change

No, I don't want your money. The world moves less by money than by what you owe people and what they owe you. I don't like to owe anybody anything, so I keep to myself as much on the lending side as I can.

The girl she said, I didn’t tell you this because it was a small thing, but little girls, they leave their hearts at home when they walk outside. Hearts are so precious. They don’t want to lose them.

Fear of death makes us devoid both of valour and religion. For want of valour is want of religious faith.

Intolerance betrays want of faith in one's cause.