Quotes About Lust

You ain't lived till you've sucked a big, hard, juicy dick." "Mmm-hmm…

Tell me, Mitch," said Bertrand, reading my thoughts, "is there anyone on this train that you do not want to fuck?" "I'm not crazy about the dowager.

Perhaps the blood that was flooding into his dick, bringing it to full erection, was starving his brain of oxygen.

Okay, pretty boy, you're going to get fucked.

What did I know about Bertrand, apart from the fact that his ass fit my dick like a glove?

That is the finest piece of ass I've ever seen in all my days," he said. "You sure you want me to fuck it? Almost seems a shame.

I can't get them in as well, you greedy little bastard.

Let's see you come again, Jack. This time with me inside you.

Where the Jedi courted power, the Sith lusted after it; where the Jedi believed they knew the truth, the Sith possessed it. Owned by the dark side, they ultimately became their knowledge.

The postman always rings twice.

I ripped all her clothes off. She twisted and turned, slow, so they would slip out from under her. Then she closed her eyes and lay back on the pillow. Her hair was falling over her shoulders in snaky curls. Her eye was all black, and her breasts weren't drawn up and pointing up at me, but soft, and spread out in two big pink splotches. She looked like the great grandmother of every whore in the world. The devil got his money's worth that night.

She looked like the great grandmother of every whore in the world. The devil got his money's worth that night.

Once he'd had happiness but for so brief a time; happiness was made of quicksilver, it ran out of your hand like quicksilver. There was the heat of tears suddenly in his eyes and he shook his head angrily. He would not think about it, he would never think of that again. It was long ago in an ancient past. To hell with happiness. More important was excitement and power and the hot stir of lust. Those made you forget. They made happiness a pink marshmallow.

He did not know, but could be told, that to her, his reasons for abstaining were baseless. That nothing mattered but this: that the moon was here, in her fingers.

I am Michael, the sword of God. The edge is turned toward thee: not for those sins whereof thou dost repent, lust, greed, wrath, avarice, the faults of flesh sloughed off with the flesh, but that which feeds the soul, the sin that is so much a part of thee thou know'st it not for sin.

This is how the devil works with temptation—little compromises. King David committed adultery with Bathsheba, murdered Uriah, and lied to his people. And it began with a small, lingering, lustful look. We should pray, "Lord, lead me away from even the little things, because that's how the big things start.

War is a perversion of sex.

What critics call dirty in our pictures, they call lusty in foreign films.

Flesh sells. People don't want to see pictures of churches. They want to see naked bodies.

If you really think that ambition, power, lust, desire are not as applicable in the media as in politics or on Wall Street or anywhere else, you're deluding yourself.

And for just a second or two, we lusted after 21 Jump Street Johnny Depp.

You don't understand the nature of desire.

Sometimes sluttiness is a sign of intense longing.

Sooner or later everyone is defeated by their desires.