The goals we pursue are always veiled.
Desires are already memories.
Even if we are often led to desire through the sense of beauty can you say that the beautiful is what we desire?
I have a deeply hidden and inarticulate desire for something beyond the daily life.
To be loved to madness - that was her great desire.
The two desires struggle within me: the desire to be safe, and the desire to know. I cannot tell which one will win.