Quotes About Temptation

I'm a terrible late-night snacker.

He had a way with him. Before you had a chance to say no, he was there and done. That only happened to me once before, with a duke, who literally swept me off my feet, and before I knew what was happening, we'd done it. Another terrible mistake.

I love chocolate. Black chocolate with marshmallow inside, caramel inside. If I could only have two foods, I'd take some fantastic chocolate. And some terrible chocolate. I love the Clark Bar.

The big rule is that you must never get mixed up with a married man - never even look sideways at another woman's fella. Boy, I really was terrific at obeying that rule, wasn't I?

In my relations with my father, which are difficult and where I'm often met by coolness and indifference, I am constantly tempted to be cold and indifferent. Yet I know that this is a test if I could take it rightly.

I'm desperate to get inside Lucy's pants

Now I'm gonna take her to a hotel room and have a damned good sha—

The principal objection to succumbing to the temptation to call Islamic fundamentalist movements like al-Qaeda and the Taliban fascist is that they are not reactions against a malfunctioning democracy.

Most people want to be delivered from temptation but would like it to keep in touch.

Most people would like to be delivered from temptation but would like it to keep in touch.

Many of us have experienced the difficulty in successfully 'giving up' doing something; too often, trying to give it up seems only to keep one focused on the forbidden object or enterprise — enhancing the desire rather than taming it…

You know you're gonna have to face it, you're addicted to love...

Everyone misbehaves,' said Eddie. 'That's nature. Everyone gets away with as much as they can get away with. And the more they can get away with, the more they will.

Health food may be good for the conscience but Oreos taste a hell of a lot better.

Any of us can achieve virtue, if by virtue we merely mean the avoidance of the vices that do not attract us.

They who once engage in iniquitous designs miserably deceive themselves when they think that they will go so far and no farther; one fault begets another, one crime renders another necessary; and thus they are impelled continually downward into a depth of guilt, which at the commencement of their career they would have died rather than have incurred.

They intend to make people's very appetites the next weapon of uncountable destruction. They intend that your people will lust themselves into oblivion in front of little boxes of changing light. Addictive light. A light that makes you feel like you live a life, when all you really do is eat what the light tells you to eat and squirt pee and pump poo. And watch the changing light!

I've been waiting my whole life to fuck up like this.

What is it?" I asked. "'The King in Yellow.'" I was dumfounded. Who had placed it there? How came it in my rooms? I had long ago decided that I should never open that book, and nothing on earth could have persuaded me to buy it. Fearful lest curiosity might tempt me to open it, I had never even looked at it in book-stores.

Indulgent Reader, up till now I have concealed it, but I must confess at last. I have one besetting weakness, a weakness that amounts to a vice. I am ashamed of it. Often I have tried to wean myself of it; often cursed the heredity that imposed it on me. Opium? Morphine? Cocaine? Nothing so fashionable. Absinth? Brandy? Gin? Nothing so normal. Alas! let me whisper it in your ear: I am a Chewing Gum Fiend!

All those men have their price.

It is no coincidence that demons and drug dealers often use the same opening line ("Just try a little; it will feel good"), or that religious people often see demons in drugs. For habituation to any goal—sex or power, say—is literally an addictive process, a growing dependence on the biological chemicals that make these things gratifying.

Hay momentos en nuestra vida en que tenemos necesidad de ser canallas, de ensuciarnos hasta adentro, de hacer alguna infamia, yo qué sé..., de destrozar para siempre la vida de un hombre... y después de hecho eso podremos volver a caminar tranquilos.

enferma, y entonces, asqueado de sí mismo, saltaba del lecho, le entregaba el dinero a la prostituta, y sin haberla usado, huía hacia otro infierno a gastar el dinero que no le pertenecía, a hundirse más en su locura que aullaba a todas horas.