covet

Haters are those, that never were given any chances, that blew their chances, or that never took the chance.

Jack may__e been deceitful by blood and a liar by nature, but hot damn holy honeysuckle, he knew how to kiss.

There is, however, a far more common ailment among us__nd that is pride from the bottom looking up. It is manifest in so many ways, such as faultfinding, gossiping, backbiting, and murmuring, living beyond our means, envying, coveting, withholding gratitude and praise that might lift another, and being unforgiving and jealous.

Seduce yourself first.

It is in the nature of man to want what he does not have. This modern concern for happiness seems a real testimony of its absence.

If the whole world is in a rush and people are out of step with themselves, they fail to catch that quirky aura and that special quality of life that feeds our soul-searching frame of mind and that builds a coveted haven, giving recognition and self-reliance. ("The unbearable heaviness of being_)

We fell, but we never let the box fall from our hands. Then we ran. We ran blindly, and men and houses streaked past us in a torrent without shape.

I don't envy "busy." Busy means having a schedule, not living life. What I really covet is leisure and peace of mind. Those who have both, have it all.

Hoarding can never end, for the heart of man always covets for more, its raging appetites can only be quenched by the heavy sands of the grave.

No misery compares to staring at a clear night's sky with arms stretched toward a coveted star, wishing on what is forever out of reach.