At first I did not love you, Jude; that I own. When I first knew you I merely wanted you to love me. I did not exactly flirt with you; but that inborn craving which undermines some women's morals almost more than unbridled passion--the craving to attract and captivate, regardless of the injury it may do the man--was in me; and when I found I had caught you, I was frightened. And then--I don't know how it was-- I couldn't bear to let you go--possibly to Arabella again--and so I got to love you, Jude. But you see, however fondly it ended, it began in the selfish and cruel wish to make your heart ache for me without letting mine ache for you.
What we all want, really, is to be loved. That craving drives our worst behavior.
Nostalgia in reverse, the longing for yet another strange land, grew especially strong in spring.
Don't appreciate me, I'm not up to it. Don't criticize me, I don't deserve it. Just be my friend and forgive me, because I am craving for it.
Don't be indifferent about any random idea that occurs to you, because each and every idea is for a particular purpose. it may not be beneficial to you, but can be what others are craving for
The deepest principle in human nature is the craving to be appreciated.
Professional reviewers read so many bad books in the course of duty that they get an unhealthy craving for arresting phrases.
Ballet was so structured. I'd been craving something that could guide me.
The craving for information is so huge now, and it can be marketed at such a rapid rate.
Craving, not having, is the mother of a reckless giving of oneself.
We love salt, fat and sugar. We're hard-wired to go for those flavors. They trip our dopamine networks, which are our craving networks.
What kind of person would have a real craving for gummy worms?
Appetite, craving for food, is a constant and powerful stimulator of the gastric glands.
Teaching is an instinctual art, mindful of potential, craving of realizations, a pausing, seamless process.
That's the secret of 'True Blood' - all the creatures that roam Bon Temps become a metaphor for our insatiable lusts and inner desires. Humans craving what they can't have and those secret appetites transforming them into beasts, or even killers.