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Quotes About Eros

Art, it seems to me, doesn't need freedom so much as it needs courage and love - some would call it 'soul' or 'Eros.'
~ Michael Leunig
Very different from eros is philia, a serene love much more akin to friendship, with its reciprocal kindnesses. You love each other for the happy experiences and pleasures you share.
~ Francois Lelord
My love is like agape and not eros.
~ Debasish Mridha
An essential paradox of the female condition is that for women to really be free, we have to understand the ways in which nature designed us to be attached to and dependent upon love, connection, intimacy, and the right kind of Eros in the hands of the right kind of man or woman.
~ Naomi Wolf
For I must tell you that we artists cannot tread the path of Beauty without Eros keeping company with us and appointing himself as our guide.
~ Thomas Mann
He came to read; two or three books are lying open: history and poetry. But after just ten minutes of reading he lets them drop. There on the sofa he falls asleep. He truly is devoted to reading- but he is twenty-three years old, and very handsome. And just this afternoon, Eros surged within his perfect limbs and on his lips. Into his beautiful flesh came the heat of passion, and there was no foolish embarrassment about the form that pleasure took..
~ C.P Cavafy
Amor vincit omnia
~ Geoffrey Chaucer
The mind can also be an erogenous zone.
~ Raquel Welch
And your skin, it tastes like me. I want to taste you everywhere.
~ Larissa Ione
And yet, though in history the movement to restore eros to our idea of human nature and the movement for political liberation are parts of the same vision, we must make a distinction between the libertine's idea of liberty, 'to do as one likes,' and a vision of human 'liberation.
~ Susan Griffin
Death drives desire.
~ Rosemary A. Johns
It is those possessed by sublime madness who keep alive another way of being. W. H. Auden captured the solitude and even futility of such a life at the end of his poem "September 1, 1939." Defenceless under the night Our world in stupor lies; Yet, dotted everywhere, Ironic points of light Flash out wherever the Just Exchange their messages: May I, composed like them Of Eros and of dust, Beleaguered by the same Negation and despair, Show an affirming flame.32 ———
~ Chris Hedges
Eroticism is assenting to life even in death.
~ Georges Bataille
The sexual act is in time what the tiger is in space.
~ Georges Bataille
Are you wet for me, Mary? I think you are. I think you're covered with honey.
~ J.R. Ward
Run your tongue…up me…and around my head…." Keeping her stare locked on his, she extended her tongue…and leaned back down to follow instruction. "Elise…" Yup
~ J.R. Ward
May the strength of Ares and wisdom of Athena see you through. (Eros) And may Hades roast your hoary soul. (Julian)
~ Sherrilyn Kenyon
I feel upsettingly denatured. If Penélope Cruz were one of my nurses, I wouldn't even notice. In the war against Thanatos, if we must term it a war, the immediate loss of Eros is a huge initial sacrifice.
~ Christopher Hitchens
Eros and Thanatos were always the source of his inspiration, even though, from this time on, they usually appear in the guise of two simple and fundamental themes: flowers and women. These themes offered him the greatest opportunity to give a certain permanence to all that can be grasped in passing: an ephemeral sensual joy, the ecstasy of life.
~ Gilles Néret
I wish you had fucked her. Then you'd know. Then you'd know the sublime … Her asshole, for example. It's like a stern coquettish spoiled secretary working for Himmler—
~ Glen Duncan
I never wish to make love again with anything more than the body.
~ James Baldwin
If fear and destructiveness are the major emotional sources of fascism, eros belongs mainly to democracy.
~ Theodor Adorno
Fear and destructiveness are the major emotional sources of fascism, eros belongs mainly to democracy.
~ Theodor W. Adorno
The only foreplay I really need is for a guy to kiss my hip bone. The hip is the most erotic and neglected body part. Kiss the hip bone with your lips.
~ Karen McDougal