Quotes About Lust

Sydney: Ever had that happen? Once you can't have something, you want it that much more." Adrian: "Yes. It happens all the time.

Lechery, lechery; still, wars and lechery: nothing else holds fashion.

So he wanted a night of sex with the voluptuous Lady Grafton, it looked as though the old mainstay of suave flattery was on the agenda. Perhaps even a hitherto unpracticed sincerity might be of use. Which called into questions what exactly he was sincere about? Other than sex.

To desire orchids is to have a desire that will never be, can never be, fully requited. A collector who wants one of every orchid species on earth will certainly die before even coming close.

It was said of Dante that he always had time for lechery.

To be female and on the throne during the collapse of a Medieval Kingdom generally elicited accusations of lust, corruption, and general visciousness., The queen's sex life becomes a convenient explanation for the end of an era.

I felt such desire for him, such murderous and vengeful desire, that I was trembling.

And there was still pleasure in it. A man who knew he could fuck.

Everything we do these days - our lust for ever more comfort, pleasure, and distraction, our refusal to engage with the mandates of reality, our fidelity to cults of technology and limitless growth, our narcissistic national exceptionalism - all of this propels us toward the realm where souls abandon all hope.

A man and a woman wanting each other is by far one of the least sinful things I've seen

But the more I think it, the more I want her, the more my desire rises and swells.

When lust combines with love, feelings like dissatisfaction, lack of trust, lack of understanding, jealousy and possessiveness are produced

Absence makes the loins grow hotter.

La forma de poder en la que existo es negativa! La oposición controla las fuerzas positivas y yo controlo las negativas. Por eso soy tan poderoso. Yo controlo las fuerzas del odio, el miedo, la vanidad, la avaricia, la codicia, la venganza, la superstición y la lujuria. Esas son las fuerzas que gobiernan el mundo, y yo controlo al 98% de la gente del mundo porque controlo esas fuerzas.

The most powerful of all human emotions is that of sex. There are other mind stimulants, some of which have been listed, but no one of them, nor all of them combined, can equal the driving power of sex.

As a child I first became aware that my existence had a purpose when I realized men lusted after me. And that's why I will lust forever after men. Before I even began to worry about homework or any of those school things, I began having secret liaisons with men. And it is men who give me the proof I need now to feel I'm alive.

My lascivious blood leaves me no choice but to lust for men. No matter how common I become, how ugly, how old, as long as there is life in my body I will go on wanting men. That's just my fate. Even if men are no longer amazed when they see me, even if they no longer desire me, even if they belittle me, I have to sleep with them. No, I want to sleep with them. It's the retribution for a divinity that no one can sustain forever. I suppose you could say my 'power' was little more than sin.

To creep softly, like a coward, toward the treasures of your body, to whip your joyous flesh?

She was perfect, pure maddening sex, and she knew it, and she played on it, dripped it, and allowed you to suffer for it.

Baby, in a couple of minutes I'm going to rip off your god damned panties and show you some turkey neck you'll remember all the way to the graveside. I have a vast and curved penis, like a sickle, and many a gutted pussy has gasped come upon my callous and roach-smeared rug. First let me finish this drink.

Where did all the women come from? The supply was endless. Each one of them was individual, different. Their pussies were different, their kisses were different, their breasts were different, but no man could drink them all, there were too many of them, crossing their legs, driving men mad. What a feast!

She seemed a bit crazy but I kept looking at her body and I didn't care.

I got the sad sads and all I want to do is fuck you.

Then I gave up trying to please her and simply fucked her, ripping viciously. It was like murder. I didn't care; my cock had gone crazy.