To crush your enemies, to see them driven before you and to hear the lamentations of their women...
On a serious note, I think my motivations in life are to be happy as myself instead of feeling the need to pander to other peoples wishes. Possibly why I plan to move to a whole other country, so all ties with my life here and who I am can be cut. Money I certainly don't chase after. Winning the lottery would be nice, sure, but I'd still end up buying a second hand cheap car and some 2 bedroom house in a low price area because they are the type of people I know.
Love, that's slightly different, my inner jury is currently out on that topic, I haven't felt anything like it in such a long time that I have reason to doubt its existence, whilst at the same time I cling to some childish hope that it exists and will somehow make my life feel complete.
Ideally, I'd live in a smallish community on some forested mountainside with a nice bar that has a jukebox which has never heard of pop music, a close knit community where the people look out for each other. A porch that I could sit out on with a beer and a cigarette and watch the sun go down one balmy summers eve. A couple of big dogs like Irish Wolfhounds laying by my side, a kid or two playing in the garden. To be part of an active heathen community would be nice aswell.
Still, pipe dreams eh?