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do you have to sit so close?" she asked on a ragged breath. "Yes." was his only reply. "want to tell me why?" "no." (Darius replied) "i don't like it." She insisted scooting from him for the second time. He moved closer "want to tell me why?" he parroted. "No" she parroted right back.

People think that I don't work, and I fly around in Oprah's private plane doing whatever I want.

About being grateful for what you have instead of yearning for what you think you want.

It would’ve been easier to die. It’s not that I want to be dead now. I don’t. I have a lot in my life that I get satisfaction from, that I love. But some days, especially in the beginning, it was so hard. And I couldn’t help but think that it would’ve been so much simpler to go with the rest of them. But you—you asked me to stay. You begged me to stay. You stood over me and you made a promise to me, as sacred as any vow.

O seeker! Rely on nothing until you want nothing.

I am born hungry. Ravenous. I want to eat the world, and I can never be satiated.

In conclusion, if you want to unravel the multitude of secrets of chess then don't begrudge the time.

I love New York, and I'm drawn to a certain intensity of life, but I've just never felt like I want to escape from the Midwest. A writer lives a great deal in his own head, and so one intuitively finds places where your head is more clear. New York for me is one of those places.

Women are skinny for other women. Men want something they can actually hold on to.

The sand murmurs that it wants to swallow everything.

I'm always aware that I risk being taken for a neurasthenic prima donna when I explain to someone who wants 'just a little' of my time that five minutes of the wrong kind of distraction can ruin a working day.

She was no closer to determining who might want her dead. There were just too many possibilities.

When I first got to St. Louis, I saw the arch and I said, 'I want to go to that McDonalds.

Verily, I do not want to be like the ropemakers: They drag out their threads and always walk backwards.

I no longer want to walk on worn soles.

I want to speak to the despisers of the body. I would not have them learn and teach differently, but merely say farewell to their own bodies-- and thus become silent.

I have learned to walk: ever since, I let myself run. I have learned to fly: ever since, I do not want to be pushed before moving along.

Joy wants the eternity of all things, wants deep, wants deep eternity.

Weariness that wants to reach the ultimate with one leap, with one fatal leap, a poor ignorant weariness that does not want to want any more: this created all gods and afterworlds.

We should turn our death into a celebration, even if only out of a malice towards life: towards the woman who wants to leave--us!

Acknowledge your will and speak to us all, "This alone is what I will to be!" Hang your own penal code up above you: we want to be its enforcers!

We want to be poets of our life first of all in the smallest most everyday matters.

The individual protests against the world, but he doesn't get beyond protest, he is just a single protester. When he wants to be more than that, he has to counter power with power, he has to oppose the system with another system.

There's no place to go. There's nothing to attain. There's nothing to be reached. Love itself is all that you want.

I don't want to eat anything that has a mother