"Unsatisfied" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... very start of things. Wants unsatisfied drove with the scourge of hell, forcing eyes, ears, stomach, sex into being, and out of the squalor of it all, still goaded by incessant want, there heaved the gigantic scaly carcass of the dinosaur. Still unaware of things, but driven to move, to grow, to expand. Existence ...
— Claire - The Blind Love of a Blind Hero, By a Blind Author • Leslie Burton Blades
... suppose; we know better where we are, having rolled to the bottom together, and being now able only to make a few uphill steps. I acknowledge fully my own want of freshness; my mind seems at times quite dried up.... And at times I have felt an unsatisfied desire after a better and higher sort of life, which makes me impatient of ...
— Studies in Literature and History • Sir Alfred Comyn Lyall
... at that age when an ambitious man, satisfied with his progress in the world without, begins to feel in the cravings of unsatisfied affection the void of a solitary hearth. I resolved to marry, and looked out for a wife. I had never hitherto admitted into my life the passion of love. In fact, I had regarded that passion, even in my earlier youth, with a certain superb contempt,—as a malady engendered by an effeminate idleness, ...
— A Strange Story, Complete • Edward Bulwer-Lytton
... alleged witchcraft. In Great Britain only, from A.D. 1640 to 1660, but twenty years, 3,000 persons were put to death for compact with the "Devil." It was but late in the present century—in 1875—that some progressed mystics and spiritualists, unsatisfied with the theories and explanations of Spiritualism started by its votaries, and finding that they were far from covering the whole ground of the wide range of phenomena, formed at New York, America, an association which is now widely known as the ...
— Five Years Of Theosophy • Various
... find the Trap-door again, And fall into the Cellar, and be taken? No lucky fortune to direct me that way? No Gallies to be got, nor yet no Gallows? For I fear nothing now, no earthly thing But these unsatisfied Men-leeches, women. How devilishly my bones ake! O the old Lady! I have a kind of waiting-woman lyes cross my back too, O how she stings! no treason to deliver me? Now what are ...
— Beaumont & Fletcher's Works (1 of 10) - The Custom of the Country • Francis Beaumont and John Fletcher
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