Quotes About Temptation

If you stay away from the wrong foods you'll live longer," Maggie reminded him. "I probably won't. But it'll damn sure seem longer." Cal

They shared a hotel room while in Los Angeles—two queens. Preacher in one bed, Paige and her son in the other. Lying in the same room with her was both blissful and painful. He would hear every soft noise, every little snuffle in the bed, and wonder what it might be like to lie beside her, bring her against him. When he would shower after her in the morning, he'd get heady from the smells of her soap, shampoo and lotion. *

Brie, I'm sorry. I can't," he whispered. "Can't?" "I can't kiss you like this. You tempt me. And you're not ready to be with a tempted man. I have to take you home." She

God, you men just can't keep it in your pants, can you?" she said in disgust. "Well, you can damn sure believe it's behind locked doors now!

He found himself thinking, Paul is going to kill me. I'm thinking carnal thoughts about the maid of honor and how to get her out of this pink dress and Paul is going to kill me. But I will die happy, he further thought. He

Mike pulled Brie aside and said, "You're the only woman on the premises who's not just a little pissed off at her guy. Wanna run away with me right now? Before I do something stupid?" She grinned at him. "You think you're my guy, huh?" "Well, that's what I'm hoping…." *

I'm sorry, Cameron. Although really, it baffles me that you can even think of sex when you look at me." "I think about touching every single curve of your body. I think about kissing and tasting every part of you. I think about things I'm not allowed to do until after you deliver and mend. I can't stop thinking about all of that." "But you're allowed to hold me, right?" "I'm allowed to never let you go," he said. *

She leaned forward, and her boobs nearly fell out of that tight sweater. He could feel his eyes bulge and his hands itch with temptation.

She briefly covered his hand atop the bar with hers, and a sizzle shot through him at her merest touch. Damn, he thought, I'm in serious trouble. He wasn't sure what he feared most: never having more of her or repercussions from the general if he ever did.

Why aren't you on the pill?" "Hmm. Because I gave up men…." He chuckled, low in his throat. "How's that working out for you….?" "I was fine until you. You've messed up a lot of my plans." "You played hell on mine, too," he groaned, lifting her T-shirt over her head, tossing it and steering her toward the bed.

Ever wanted to make out in an elevator?" I asked, grinning.

You flirted with the other guys simply for the sake of flirting. You flirted with Jesse in the hopes of getting semi-naked with him. He was a royal Moroi, and he was so hot, he should have worn awarning: flammable sign.

I am responsible for myself. Every time I do the things I shouldn't do or fail to do the things I should do, I sin. The weight of our sins can seem overwhelming, so much so that we feel trapped by them in a dark wood of our own making. What makes it worse is the sense in contemporary culture that sin is either not real or no big deal.

f a group of guys are hanging around and one guy is doing coke, he'll say, 'Take a hit. You'll feel like a new man.' He's right; the problem is that once you feel like a new man, that new man wants a hit so he can feel like a new man. And that goes on and on until the coke runs out, and you're broke.

The lure of the Red Apple was dangled before the expectant gaze of the faithful. It was on these dual promises, so attractive to the tribal raider, of taking plunder while fulfilling the will of God, that Mehmet prepared his strike.

And let's not forget "Dane-Geld": It is always a temptation to a rich and lazy nation, To puff and look important and to say: "Though we know we should defeat you, we have not the time to meet you. We will therefore pay you cash to go away." And that is called paying the Dane-geld; But we've proved it again and again, That if once you have paid him the Dane-geld You never get rid of the Dane.

Any man would be forsworn to gain a kingdom.

Is not the most erotic portion of a body where the garment gapes?

Con los borrachos lo único que se podía hacer era retrasar las cosas, antes o después, se volvían a hundir.

Quand on a envie de crever, le chocolat a encore meilleur goût que d'habitude.

She was pressing her body against his while leaning back from the waist up in that attitude of children and whores.

I should've known it," he groaned. "The moment you pick up a bare-assed stripper from the Crazy Horse, she's bound to be religious.

Be there a picnic for the devil, an orgy for the satyr, and a wedding for the bride.

In the boundaryless forests, there're dancers of nude. Yet in the confines of pasture, there's promise of food. On which is your side? Ô, but tarry and bide, ere you decide, in both do confide.