Desire of having is the sin of covetousness.

When workmen strive to do better than well, They do confound their skill in covetousness, And oftentimes excusing of a fault Doth make the fault the worse by the excuse, As patches set upon a little breach Discredit more in hiding of the fault Than did the fault before it was so patched.

By Jove, I am not covetous for gold, Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost; It yearns me not if me my garments wear; Such outward things dwell not in my desires: But if it be a sin to covet honor, I am the most offending soul alive.

Some rise by sin, and some by virtue fall

Commit the oldest sins the newest kind of ways

Had doting Priam checked his son's desire, Troy had been bright with fame, and not with fire.