Do you know what it is to be a man violently in love? To live for a woman's smiles and laughter, to hunger for her touch until life itself seems impossible without it, to desire her as you desire to breathe?
Are not our desires inseparably intertwined with the continuation of life? Even the idea of eliminating desire is fruitless. The desire to eliminate all desire is still itself a desire. How can we find release and peace by replacing one desire with another? Surely we shall find peace not by eliminating desire, but by finding its fulfillment and satisfaction in the One who created it.
I find the joy of the 'doing' increases. Creativity increases. Intuition increases. The pleasure of life grows. And negativity recedes.
What we share with animals is a desire for choice. It's a desire to have control over our life and a desire to live and use choice as a way in which we can facilitate our ability to live and that is something we really were born with.
It is possible that a man could live twice as long if he didn't spend the first half of his life acquiring habits that shortens the other half
Age, that lessens the enjoyment of life, increases our desire of living
Death is the great hope of all life; the desire to expend itself; to be used and consumed by its own longing for itself.
Forget safety. Live where you fear to live. Destroy your reputation. Be notorious.
Spirit is the life that itself cuts into life: with its own torment it increases its own knowledge. Did you already know that?
I desire to live in peace and to continue the life I have begun under the motto 'to live well you must live unseen
Life always gets harder towards the summit - the cold increases, responsibility increases
When there is a choice, it is best to eat live vegetarian food. 'Live' means in its uncooked condition, because a live cell has everything in itself to sustain life. The idea is to take life into you. When we cook food, it destroys the life in it.
Self-pity shortens your life.
There is no such thing as perpetual tranquillity of mind while we live here; because life itself is but motion, and can never be without desire, nor without fear, no more than without sense.
Your dream is a good one. [. . .] The desire that is the very root of life itself: To grow until all the space you can see is part of you, under your control. It's the desire for greatness.
Ennui shortens life, and bereaves the day of its light.