Quotes About Lust

God uses lust to impel men to marry, ambition to office, avarice to earning, and fear to faith. God led me like an old blind goat.

Not with shame, that's for sure. And not with guilt, and not with fear. For shame is not virtue, and guilt is not goodness, and fear is not honor. And not with lust, for lust is not passion; and not with abandon, for abandon is not freedom; and not with aggressiveness, for aggressiveness is not eagerness.

Anything you want from a woman—attraction, lust, fascination—is just an internal process that she runs through her body and her brain," he explained as he drove. "And all you need to evoke that process are questions that make her go into her body and brain and actually experience it in order to answer you. Then she will link those feelings of attraction to you.

the description of lust was simple: two people learn they're compatible , attraction grows, and the ancient instinct to preserve the species kicks in.

But if it couldn't be love and it didn't feel like lust, what was it? Like? Did he like her? Of course, he did, but that word didn't capture his feelings, either. It was a little too... vague and soft around the edges. People liked ice cream. People liked to watch television. It meant nothing, and it didn't come close to explaining why, for the first time, he felt the urge to tell someone the truth...

I'm going to possess you. You're going to know you're mine every minute of the day. You're going to want me inside you all night long.

He knew he would always be obsessed, would always crave her taste.

Sex. A good-looking intense man with black, hungry eyes, and she fell like a lovesick calf. Sex. It ruined many otherwise sane women.

His body didn't just want her. It demanded her, burned for her.

It burst out of him. Crude. But still. He couldn't think with his blood thundering in his ears and roaring through his shaft. Her hands were doing wicked, sinful things

What humanity wants most is crude sensation. Really? I thought what humanity wanted most was dignity.

But that I am by nature phlegmatic, slow to wrath, and prone to lechery (to love, I would say)

She's evil. Evil, evil, evil. I want to see her naked.

Tommy had completely forgotten that he was horny. He had always been horny, and had accepted that he always would be horny. So when Jody sat down across from him and the tsunami of hormones washed over him, he was quite shocked that he had ever forgotten.

Oh, how the pillars of lust can crumble under the weight of stupidity.

Drool has sprouted an erection. Let's ask him what he's thinking about. Had his way with a knotted oak on the way here. A right spectacular tree-shagging it was, too. Knocked down enough acorns to feed the village for a week. They wanted to have a special feast day in honor of the git—declare him god of the tree-shag—more fertility symbols there than you can shake a stick at, innit?

Gotta love alcohol and sex hormones.

I wish I could bottle the seductive look she gave me so I could sniff it when I jack off.

La juventud ya no quiere aprender nada, la ciencia está en decadencia, el mundo marcha patas arriba, los ciegos guían a otros ciegos y los despeñan en los abismos, los pájaros se arrojan antes de haber echado a volar, el asno toca la lira, los bueyes bailan, María ya no ama la vida contemplativa y Marta ya no ama la vida activa, Lea es estéril, Raquel está llena de lascivia, Catón frecuenta los lupanares, Lucrecio se convierte en mujer.

We danced our youth in a dreamed of city, Venice, paradise, proud and pretty, We lived for love and lust and beauty, Pleasure then our only duty. Floating them twixt heaven and Earth And drank on plenties blessed mirth We thought ourselves eternal then, Our glory sealed by God's own pen. But paradise, we found is always frail, Against man's fear will always fail.

You only want everything you don't have" Matt from The vampire diaries

all your dreams become reality...lust, love, and companionship all in one man.

Forbid a man something and he craves it like his soul's salvation

Sathaz: The desire to possess that which can never be yours.