Our craving for generality has [as one] source ? our preoccupation with the method of science. I mean the method of reducing the explanation of natural phenomena to the smallest possible number of primitive natural laws; and, in mathematics, of unifying the treatment of different topics by using a generalization. Philosophers constantly see the method of science before their eyes, and are irresistibly tempted to ask and answer in the way science does. This tendency is the real source of metaphysics, and leads the philosopher into complete darkness. I want to say here that it can never be our job to reduce anything to anything, or to explain anything. Philosophy really is "purely descriptive.

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.

I was suffering the easily foreseeable consequences. Addiction is the hallmark of every infatuation-based love story. It all begins when the object of your adoration bestows upon you a heady, hallucinogenic dose of something you never dared to admit you wanted-an emotional speedball, perhaps, of thunderous love and roiling excitement. Soon you start craving that intense attention, with a hungry obsession of any junkie. When the drug is witheld, you promptly turn sick, crazy, and depleted (not to mention resentful of the dealer who encouraged this addiction in the first place but now refuses to pony up the good stuff anymore-- despite the fact that you know he has it hidden somewhere, Goddamn it, because he used to give it to you for free). Next stage finds you skinny and shaking in a corner, certain only that you would sell your soul or rob your neighbors just to have 'that thing' even one more time. Meanwhile, the object of your adoration has now become repulsed by you. He looks at you like you're someone he's never met before, much less someone he once loved with high passion. The irony is,you can hardly blame him. I mean, check yourself out. You're a pathetic mess,unrecognizable even to your own eyes. So that's it. You have now reached infatuation's final destination-- the complete and merciless devaluation of self." - pg 20-21

Letting go is the lesson. Letting go is always the lesson. Have you ever noticed how much of our agony is all tied up with craving and loss?

Incredible change happens in your life when you decide to take control of what you do have power over instead of craving control over what you don't.

What we all want, really, is to be loved. That craving drives our worst behavior.

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.

The perfect joys of heaven do not satisfy the cravings of nature.

The deepest principle in human nature is the craving to be appreciated.

Crave for a thing you will get it. Renounce the craving the object will follow you by itself.

When we tire of well-worn ways we seek for new. This restless craving in the souls of men spurs them to climb and to seek the mountain view.

Men know they are sexual exiles. They wander the earth seeking satisfaction craving and despising never content. There is nothing in that anguished motion for women to envy.

You don't want to love - your eternal and abnormal craving is to be loved. You aren't positive you're negative. You absorb absorb as if you must fill yourself up with love because you've got a shortage somewhere.

It is quite true as some poets said that the God who created man must have had a sinister sense of humor creating him a reasonable being yet forcing him to take this ridiculous posture and driving him with blind craving for this ridiculous performance.

Appetite craving for food is a constant and powerful stimulator of the gastric glands.

Food is not rational. Food is culture habit craving and identity.

I get to meet fantastic people and I get to go through so many emotions. For me I have a craving for that. When I'm acting I feel great. It's not to be famous.

We need a better way to talk about eating animals a way that doesn't ignore or even just shruggingly accept things like habits cravings family and history but rather incorporates them into the conversation. The more they are allowed in the more able we will be to follow our best instincts.

Men are but children of a larger growth Our appetites as apt to change as theirs And full as craving too and full as vain.

People are craving this great progress in electronics going after computers the Internet etc. It's a giant progress technologically. But they must have a balance of soul a balance for human beauty. That means art has an important role.

Benevolence alone will not make a teacher nor will learning alone do it. The gift of teaching is a peculiar talent and implies a need and a craving in the teacher himself.

There is no end of craving. Hence contentment alone is the best way to happiness. Therefore acquire contentment.