Quotes About Impulse

The very essence of instinct is that it's followed independently of reason.

There's always apprehension whenever I launch anything, it seems. When I launch a tour, people are always, 'Oooh, is this gonna work?' And when I launch an album: 'Ooh, is this gonna work?' Or a new video. 'Really?' It's always like that - but I've always acted on the impulse that I have nothing to lose.

I don't have a good attention span and can't spend long in record stores or video shops or games emporiums without getting grumpy.

This is what comes of wearing those damned flimsy slippers outside. You must have walked right over an adder who was sunning himself …and when he saw one of those pretty little ankles, he decided to take a nibble." He paused, and said something beneath his breath that sounded like, "I can't say that I blame him.

You really should discard your inhibitions,' he said. 'They could get in the way of yielding to temptation.

The rest of what she wanted to say was lost in his mouth. A red mist rose in his head. Fast as lightning, he picked her up, stripped her, pulled off his sweatshirt, pushed his sweat pants down—he deliberately hadn't put on underwear, either—and embedded his c#ck in her. Just shoved it in because he'd die if he didn't have his c#ck in her now.

What you want when you have a hard on for a girl, is rarely what you want when you pull out.

I plucked the shower gel I used this morning from the grocery store shelf for no discernible reason. Why that shower gel? Was it because it had shea butter in it—do I even know what shea butter is?—or was it because it promised to make me feel younger, more refreshed, or softer to the touch? Was it because the packaging was simple and clean or was it because I was rushing through the store and just needed some G.D. shower gel?

If they really wanted us to resist temptation, they shouldn't a made it so damn tempting.

When in doubt, shoot 1st and ask questions later, but avoid the head, "because they'rea lot more likely to answer if they're not dead.

The great task demanded of man is reproduction. He is urged by passion to perform this task. Passion, working through the imagination, produces love. Passion is the impelling factor, imagination the disturbing factor; and the disturbance of passion by imagination produces love.

It wasn't the time and place. He oughtn't to rush his fences. But she'd waved her arms, and that made her womanly parts jiggle and he could only keep one idea in his head at a time, and in any case, oughts never went down smoothly with him. He was who he was, and that wasn't a good boy. And so down he went, and crushed her sulky little mouth under his.

Alistair did his best to soothe her while he imagined himself leaping across the table, scooping Miss Oldridge out of her chair, and tossing her out of the nearest window.

To a kid who asked for a second cookie: "You already have one cookie you're eating. Why do you need another?" "I want to be ready for when this one is gone.

Reacting vs. responding = reflexive vs. chosen.

This one's good. 'Don't expect a man with a hard-on to be able to think. He doesn't have enough blood to run both heads.' Hmmm. He shot her a wicked grin over his shoulder. I do. Want to see?

She's drunk dialing contractors. Someone should stop her.

Why can't men think with two body parts at the same time? Is it in your blood? Is it just in the genes? What?

She wanted him. She wanted him bad, too. But he seemed more like one of those kind of ideas that sounded really good in the moment, but had the potential to turn out spectacularly bad. Like when she opened a family size bag of chips and then ate the whole thing.

Unable to help herself, she cupped

Brownies and a condom.

Id me didn't have to be concerned with long-term consequences. He was my instinctive, primitive self, driven by my most primal impulses. I wondered, briefly, if 'id' and 'idiot' came from the same root.

My stomach rumbled. Like certain other portions of my anatomy, it had a tendency to become easily sidetracked, and to hell with little details like survival.

It takes calculation to win a duel against a reptile, and you've always been impatient.