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"A memory is a beautiful thing, it's almost a desire that you miss."
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"There are people who are never content, never appeased, forever dissatisfied-who continually look to what escapes them, convincing themselves that if only they could attain that one desire outside of reach they would be happy. It seems almost pointless to give to these people because their eyes immediately shift from the gift to stare miserably at the portion held back. Their wants, demands, expectations, appetites are never satiated, thus they refuse to be happy. And you cannot make them so."
"For the duration of his erection: To a horny man, all women are the most beautiful woman in the world."
"Freedom from the desire for an answer is essential to the understanding of a problem."
"Do you have a dream or desire that is burning a hole in your soul? Something that lights your fire and brings you simple pleasure?"
"The lust for comfort that stealthy thing that enters the house a guest and then becomes a host and then a master."
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"He was savoring for the first time the ineffable subtleties of feminine refinement. Never had he encountered this grace of language, this quiet taste in dress, these relaxed, dove like postures. He marveled at the sublimity of her soul and at the lace on her petticoat. With her ever-changing moods, by turns brooding and gay, chattering and silent, fiery and casual, she aroused in him a thousand desires, awakening instincts or memories. She was the amoureuse of all the novels, the heroine of all the plays, the vague "she" of all the poetry books."
"I'm no more modern than ancient, no more French than Chinese, and the idea of a native country, that is to say, the imperative to live on one bit of ground marked red or blue on the map and to hate the other bits in green or black, has always seemed to me narrow-minded, blinkered and profoundly stupid. I am a soul brother to everything that lives, to the giraffe and to the crocodile as much as to man."
"The smooth folds of her dress concealed a tumultuous heart, and her modest lips told nothing of her torment. She was in love."
"The truth is that fullness of soul can sometimes overflow in utter vapidity of language, for none of us can ever express the exact measure of his needs or his thoughts or his sorrows; and human speech is like a cracked kettle on which we tap crude rhythms for bears to dance to, while we long to make music that will melt the stars."
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