Quotes About Lust

What did it avail to pray when he knew his soul lusted after its own destruction?

Nothing stirred within his soul but a cold and cruel and loveless lust. His childhood was dead or lost and with it his soul capable of simple joys and he was drifting amid life like the barren shell of the moon.

From the evil seed of lust all other deadly sins had sprung forth: pride in himself and contempt of others, covetousness in using money for the purchase of unlawful pleasures, envy of those whose vices he could not reach to and calumnious murmuring against the pious, gluttonous enjoyment of food, the dull glowering anger amid which he brooded upon his longing, the swamp of spiritual and bodily sloth in which his whole being had sunk.

Ho, you pretty man, turn aside hither and I will show you a brave place, and she lay at him so flatteringly that she had him in her grot which is named Two-in-the-Bush or, by some learned, Carnal Concupiscence.

What did it avail to pray when he knew that his soul lusted after its own destruction?

The Great Whore of Babylon is a commanding mistress. Once she widens her thighs and takes you inside her, she never lets go.

We all got human weaknesses, noble mon. All I got to do is see her on TV and my Johnson starts barking.

Mr. Randolph Davies. Though he had to be in his mid-seventies, the paunchy and white-bearded Davies looked Celia up and down as lustily as a college boy.

Chaos does not unify. Chaos only serves the most extreme elements of society that seek to destabilize any semblance of order to fulfill their selfish lust for power.

A dress makes no sense unless it inspires men to take it off of you.

She's an idiot. She's looking at life through a selfish, lusty haze.

Gaming, women, and wine, while they laugh they make men pine.

It's Faster horses, Younger women, Older whiskey and More money.

I've always liked fast cars and slow women.

Yeah, I can see why beautiful cars are compared to beautiful women... they usually belong to someone else.

Were kisses all the joys in bed, /One woman would another wed.

Lust promises you the world, and disappoints. Love promises you the universe, and delivers.

Passion gives you what you want, lust gives you what you desire, but only love gives you what you need.

What does he do, Clarice? What is the first and principal thing he does, what need does he serve by killing? He covets. How do we begin to covet? We begin by coveting what we see every day.

The flesh endures the storms of the present alone the mind, those of the past and future as well as the present. Gluttony is a lust of the mind.

Curiosity is the lust of the mind.

Isn't it grand, isn't it good, that language has only one word for everything we associate with love - from utter sanctity to the most fleshly lust? The result is perfect clarity in ambiguity, for love cannot be disembodied even in its most sanctified forms, nor is it without sanctity even at its most fleshly. Love is always simply itself, both as a subtle affirmation of life and as the highest passion; love is our sympathy with organic life.

Oh,Wert not gold and women, there would be no damnation

So dear is sin to a man that he will rather part with a child than with a lust