Quotes About Lust

Well, I will find you twenty lascivious turtles ere one chaste man.

The wren goes to 't, and the small gilded flyDoes lecher in my sight.Let copulation thrive.

Who in the lusty stealth of nature takeMore composition and fierce qualityThan doth, within a dull, stale, tired bed,Go to the creating a whole tribe of fops.

See, sons, what things you are!How quickly nature falls into revoltWhen gold becomes her object!

But virtue, as it never will be mov'd,Though lewdness court it in a shape of heaven,So lust, though to a radiant angel link'd,Will sate itself in a celestial bed,And prey on garbage.

Saint-seducing gold.

Beauty provoketh thieves sooner than gold.

We have kiss'd awayKingdoms and provinces.

Out-paramoured the Turk.

A fellow almost damn'd in a fair wife.

Begin at Act II, Scene 2, line 242: Royal wench, she did lay great Caesar's sword to bed--he plowed her and she cropt.

I said," Pat repeated, "I'd sure like to fuck you.

Their insatiable lust for power is only equaled by their incurable impotence in exercising it.

Sex is better than talk. Ask anybody in this bar. Talk is what you suffer through so you can get to sex.

I don't know the question, but sex is definitely the answer.

Men would sooner fuck trash than read it.

This deep fathomless cavity created by nature was like a huge womb. In this dark natural cavern he was minute, like a single sperm, moreover an infertile sperm, roaming about happy and contented; this was a freedom that exists after release from lust.

Even the strongest toward emotion, lust, is unlikely to make you run, whereas fear can do so in an instant. The toward emotions are more subtle, more easily displaced, and harder to build on, than the away emotions. This also explains why upward spirals, where positive emotions beget more positive emotions, are less common than downward spirals, where negative emotions beget more negative emotions. Human beings walk toward, but run away.

There was pure, ecstatic, fully-reciprocated lust, and that lust passion could be pure and beautiful—that she really wanted me, that I was the male body beautiful, her ultimate catch.

We are the Hyperboreans, Faustians and Prometheans. All of these concern the light of reason, the fire of spirit, the insatiable lust for the highest and final things. This is what Illuminism is all about.

The lust for comfort kills the passions of the soul.

Purity means lack of hatred, jealousy, fear, greed and lust - the absence of anything that can stain consciousness.

Only the ego can fear, experience hate, lust and jealousy. Humility experiences none of these things - it merges into the transcendental awareness of perfection.

Pretty much everything about you gets me hot.