Wanting Quotes

Life shows us all colours, some bright and some shades of grey,Some accept with a smile, while some frown in every wayThoughts and memories never end but life does one day.Whole age passes by in wait of that old time to return,But those old days once gone, will never come back again,Rather we can just cherish them in the memories that burn,In the back of our mind and make us remember,How we used to be so crazy,In those old days…

I would far prefer to be in someone's arms than jut in their head.

Did they love me? The question is beside the point, somehow. Certainly they each spoiled me, mainly by giving me the false impression that I was entitled to attention nearly all the the time. They played. THEY were like children, if you consider that one of the things about being a child is that you are a parasite of sorts and have to brazen out self-righteously. I want. They were good at wanting and I shared much more common ground with them than with my mother when I was three or four years old.

One thing we entirely forget when making decisions is the fact that the results concern and throw back to the decision maker not the one it seeks to please.

It is in the center of a stable self-love that you will find the confidence and safety you want.

Sometimes we want what we want even if we know it’s going to kill us.

why couldn't someone , somewhere , want her for her ?

It's always times like these when I think of you and I wonder if you ever think of me.

Everyone says that hope is the feeling that something desirable is likely to happen which gives people the expectation that something good would occur. But the thing is, people hope for something. They only HOPE for that certain thing. For what is that hope that people say if they wouldn't take action to make that hope happened. It's just like wanting something or someone but not doing anything to have them.

Cathy, don't look so defeated. She was only trying to put us downagain.Maybe nothing did work out right for her, but that doesn't mean we aredoomed. Let's go forth tomorrow with no great expectations of findingperfection. Then, expecting only a small share of happiness, we won'tbe disappointed."If a little hill of happiness would satisfy Chris, good for him. Butafter all these years of striving, hoping, dreaming, longing-I wanted amountain high! A hill wasn't enough. From this day forward, I vowedto myself, I was in control of my life. Not fate, notGod, not even Chris was ever again going to tell me what to do, ordominate me in any way. From this day forward, I was my own person, totake what I would, when I would, and I would answer only to myself. I'dbeen kept prisoner, held captive by greed. I'd been betrayed,deceived, tied to, used, poisoned ... but all that was over now.

He gazed into eyes the color of a summer morning sky and sighed. It felt as if his soul had just come home.

He opened his eyes to reveal the storm within him. “My every instinct is telling me to have my way with you.” He was dead serious and my cheeks heated. Fire shone in his eyes and I broke eye contact, burying my face into his cotton-covered chest. “But not nearly as difficult as going all this time without you,” he said.

But for half a minute she wished it was a different sort of day, even though she knew that nothing good could come from wanting at the world.

Rena noticed me watching it pass. 'You think they don't got problem?' Rena said. 'Everybody got problem. You got me, they got insurance, house payment, Preparation H.' She smiled, baring the part between her two upper teeth. 'We are the free birds. They want to be us.

Contentment comes from wanting what we need, not needing what we want.

I had my chance.' He said it, retiring from a lifetime of wanting. 'I had my chance, and sometimes in life, there are no second chances. You look at what you have, not what you miss, and you move forward.

You have to be selfish with who you are to stop wanting in your relationship with yourself.

She was a wicked thing sometimes. All full of want. As if the shape of the world depended on her mood. As if she were important.

Wanting and wishing are very different

Whatever you want, at any moment, someone else is getting it. Whatever you have, someone else is longing for.

We can imprison ourselves with our wants, wishes, and false dreams.