Quotes About Sensuality

Her arms were tight around Carol, and she was conscious of Carol and nothing else, of Carol's hand that slid along her ribs, Carol's hair that brushed her bare breasts, and then her body too seemed to vanish in widening circles that leaped further and further, beyond where thought could follow.

When life is hard, pleasure can be more than a diversion. It can easily become a need. We easily move from a properly moderate enjoyment of sensuous experience to a consuming desire for it.

Vittoria slipped off her robe. 'You've never been to bed with a yoga master, have you?

Vittoria slipped off her robe. 'You've never been to bed with a yoga master, have you?

To see and feel one's beloved naked for the first time is one of life's pure, irreducible epiphanies. If there is a true religion in the universe, it must include that truth of contact or be forever hollow.

To see and feel one's beloved naked for the first time is one of life's pure, irreducible epiphanies. If there is a true religion in the universe, it must include that truth of contact or be forever hollow.

El amor es solo lujuria mal escrita, habría dicho Quirón

I waited just to see you at that kind of peace, I wanted to be beside you, I wanted you to wake up slowly or startle, or just half awaken and turn over or murmur my name. I wanted to watch you forever, or sleep beside you forever, or sleep forever while you woke and watched me, something forever anyway. I wanted to kiss you, rumple your hair, rest three fingertips on your hip bone warm and smooth, wake you that way or hush you back to sleep.

Drei deiner Finger kitzelten mich kurz, mitten am Bauch, dort, wo die Schmetterlinge leben.

What the other waits for is to be deeply touched in respect, tremoring vibration, spontaneity, nonprogrammation; with you, in contact with your body, she simply wants to get a taste of limitlessness. She desires you to be her and the creation of the sexual act to be a wonderment because it is always new, without reference, without past. Here is a very great ritual, that of a life, of a work of art. It can happen in a train, on a public bench, on the grass, or in a bed.

Holding back, performance, technique are profoundly contradictory to total pleasure.

Adam's hot Pheebs! Admit it girl. That body is like some kind of happy experiment. It's like he was manufactured in a nympho scientist's secret laboratory

I am proud to be a woman. I am sensual, nurturing and compassionate woman. I am a woman of my world and I love who I am.

A sensual and intemperate youth hands over a worn-out body to old age. [Lat., Libidinosa etenim et intemperans adolescentiam effoetum corpus tradit senectuti.]

And yet one arrives somehow, finds himself loosening the hooks of her dress in a strange bedroom-- feels the autumn dropping its silk and linen leaves about her ankles. The tawdry veined body emerges twisted upon itself like a winter wind.

Your thighs are apple trees. Your knees are the southern breeze.

When he touched me I died.

She rode him that way, impaling herself, slipping down on him again and again, until they both had come, his orgasm flaring blue in a timeless space, a vastness like the matrix, where the faces were shredded and blown away down hurricane corridors, and her inner thighs were strong and wet against his hips.

A woman's hand lay on the mattress now, palm up, the white fingers pale. Riviera leaned forward, picked up the hand, and began to stroke it gently. The fingers moved. Riviera raised the hand to his mouth and began to lick the tips of the fingers. The nails were coated with a burgundy lacquer.

Since the invention of the kiss, there have only been five kisses that were rated the most passionate, the most pure. This one left them all behind.

Any more décolletage and you'd look rather as if you might; any less and you'd look as if you might rather not." When Hilda was on form she was hard to resist—

Later he insisted that "nudity was never a big thing in my movies. When my characters took off their clothes, you wanted them to put them back on.

Passion becomes tenderness, tenderness turns soft. Sex collapses into a warm intimacy. We could spend months without, and whenever we did it became short and interrupted

Und ich weiß heute noch, wie der Kuss schmeckte, nämlich nach Wein und nach Honig.