desire [Theme] Page 2

... that our reality, woven from millions of invisible threads, is filled with goodness and light, you just need to feel them.

Sometimes desires are nothing more than a mirage. We are desperate to get what promises us only grief.

Sometimes wishes don't come true at all the way we want.

- I warned you not to follow me. I could not resist. Let's go. I made my choice. I can smell it in your blood. Was my gratitude not enough? Did you want more? You have to pay for desires. But is this payment for you, Holy Father? Can you pull it? Once you find out who I am, there's no turning back. Never,” said the vampire.

Christmas is the answer to all human questions, filled with every desire for happiness, goodness, love, eternity. Christmas is love, the selfless love of God who shares human destiny.

Take your most beautiful dream, turn it into a snowflake, put it on your palm, blow it softly, and let it go with the winter wind. To fly to Santa Claus, who fulfills all our most cherished desires.

My winter mood was melted by aromatic cocoa butter, a glass of ruby wine and hidden in a cloud of spicy cinnamon. Everything I love...

In desires fulfillment.

Telling the truth is the hardest thing in the world; and in order to tell the truth, you need to study for a long time and a lot. Desire alone is not enough here. To tell the truth, you need to know what truth is and what lies are - first of all, in yourself. And no one wants to know this.

- Three. Wanting to jump and wanting to jump are completely different things, you know?

You know, the words “I want” are not necessarily selfishness. Sometimes this is a necessary, slightly belated stage of self-acceptance.

To know the world, desire alone is not enough - modesty and humility are also needed. To know yourself, on the contrary, requires confidence and audacity. A person who is able to balance between these elements can truly be called a sage.

All I want... what will be only mine... what I ask for... Immortality. Help me, and I will be indebted to you forever. Everything you ever ask for is all yours.

Books, like a mirror, reflect the image and life path of those whose writings fill their pages. Anxieties, desires, life and death are reflected. This is living matter - you need to be able to provide them with nutrition and protection.