Want Quotes - Page 9

What do you truly want to be?

I want everything back, the way it was. But there is no point to it, this wanting.

One excuse, could destroy a multitude of chances.

I want to do what little I can to make my country truly free, to broaden the intellectual horizon of our people, to destroy the prejudices born of ignorance and fear, to do away with the blind worship of the ignoble past, with the idea that all the great and good are dead, that the living are totally depraved, that all pleasures are sins, that sighs and groans are alone pleasing to God, that thought is dangerous, that intellectual courage is a crime, that cowardice is a virtue, that a certain belief is necessary to secure salvation, that to carry a cross in this world will give us a palm in the next, and that we must allow some priest to be the pilot of our souls.

For aspirants upon the spiritual path, each manifestation provides clues as to what needs to be released or cleared in order to continue to ascend.

The mind is a curious thing, Abby. We see what we want to see, we hear what we're hoping to hear. The one thing we all do well is fool ourselves.

Sometimes you don't want better but just what is YOURS..

The question, love, is whether you want me enough to take the risk.

I will never know you well enough. I will always want more.

Want is an empty void — your real value is full and abundant.

When it comes to creating million dollar inventive ideas, most people stop short of reaching the mother stratum while mining their own seam of gold! Genius takes effort and passion.

There are many fun things to do in life, but few that are more rewarding than committing to living the life of your dreams.

For god sake, don't put limits on your life. Do what you want, work on what you want and don't listen to people - which haven't succeeded what you want to succeed.

If you want to be different, if you want to be better than normal, then you must live differently.

There is no competition in work. If you want it, work for it.

Ever since I could read, I’ve wanted to write a book. I never thought I had anything to write about. Maybe you don’t think this is worth writing about. But this book isn’t for you. It’s for me.

Because I am terrified by what I want: for him, and worst of all, from him. Because I do want. I'm not even sure what, exactly, but the want is there, just like the hate and anger were there before. But this is not a tower. It is an endless, tunneling pit; it drives deep, and opens a hole inside me.

Big or small, be ready to do your part when you dare to dream and you will be rewarded with success from the Universe.

Stash the cash and stop being flash if you want to give being wealthy a bash!

Our mind has evolved in such a way that new wants keep appearing in it relentlessly. But do not confuse them with needs. Needs are necessity, but wants are luxury.

Put your hand on your heart and ask yourself, what do I want? The first thing that comes to mind is always the right one.

Envy and respect are not the same things...Before I endow you with respect, I should find out whether your curiosity is intellectual or merely morbid. Not that those who gawk at train derailments are so different from those who conduct autopsies; both want, at some level, to know what has happened, and, by extension, what will happen. Did the liver fail because of the decedent's alcoholism or was some toxin administered? If the deliverer is found, he or she may be imprisoned or, in more honest times, hanged, and thus pose no further threat. Or for the gawker at the accident, espying loose parts not unlike his or her own parts strewn amid wreckage may lead to a sense of awe at death's power, or horror at life's fragility, either of which may be instructive in any number of ways.

He thought himself awake when he was already asleep. He saw the stars above his face, whirling on their silent and sleepless axis, and the leaves of the trees rustling against them, and he heard small changes in the grass. These little noises of footsteps and soft-fringed wing-beats and stealthy bellies drawn over the grass blades or rattling against the bracken at first frightened or interested him, so that he moved to see what they were (but never saw), then soothed him, so that he no longer cared to see what they were but trusted them to be themselves, and finally left him altogether as he swam down deeper and deeper, nuzzling into the scented turf, into the warm ground, into the unending waters under the earth.

It does seem as if the more one gets the more one wants

I don't want to be the devil's bitch!

It is easy to be average. It takes no endeavor at all to be like everybody else.

Your dreams may have been buried inside of you for a long time because you were busy with things that needed to get done, but it is never too late to dare to dream.

If you were brought up on a poor man’s brand of drink and prefer that to this very day then do not pretend you like expensive wine.

I love you. I want to do everything with you. I want to marry you and have kids with you and get old with you. And then I want to die the day before you do, so I never have to live without you.

What I want is only a wish.

Children don't understand, when things aren't given. The single parent struggling to provide; how they sacrifice themselves, by sweeping their dreams and goals under the table, just to bring bread and beans on the table.

Talk to people about what they want to hear and they'll stay for more.Talk to them about what you want them to hear and they'll soon turn away.

Love is not jealous, angry or afraid.