Quotes About Temptation

Your God person puts an apple tree in the middle of a garden and says, do what you like, guys, oh, but don't eat the apple. Surprise surprise, they eat it and he leaps out from behind a bush shouting Gotcha. It wouldn't have made any difference if they hadn't eaten it.' 'Why not?' 'Because if you're dealing with somebody who has the sort of mentality which likes leaving hats on the pavement with bricks under them you know perfectly well they won't give up. They'll get you in the end.

She felt faintly embarrassed by the sheer profusion of things she had for putting in baths, but she was for some reason incapable of passing any chemist's or herb shop without going in to be seduced by some glass-stoppered bottle of something blue or green or orange or oily that was supposed to restore the natural balance of some vague substance she didn't even know she was supposed to have in her pores.

A car, a blue convertible, sleek and desirable, came sweeping west out of Beverly Hills along the, as I understand it, gracious curves of Sunset Boulevard. Anybody seeing such a car would have wanted it. Obviously. It was designed to make you want it. If people had turned out not to want it very much, the makers would have redesigned it and redesigned it until they did. The world is now full of things like this, which is, of course, why everybody is in such a permanent state of want.

Things had certainly come down a long way since the great days of Faust and Mephistopheles, when a man could gain all the knowledge of the universe, achieve all the ambitions of his mind and all the pleasures of the flesh for the price of his soul. Now it was a few record royalties, a few pieces of trendy furniture, a trinket to stick on your bathroom wall [...].

If you wanted quick sex or a dirty fix or, God help you, a hamburger, that was where you went to get it. Here

began to let his mind wander, trailing his fingers along the edge of an incomprehensible computer bank. He reached out and pressed an invitingly large red button on a nearby panel. The panel lit up with the words Please do not press this button again.

he had had absolutely no cigarettes at all. Not one. They were out of his life, foresworn utterly. He didn't need them. He could do without them. They merely nagged at him like mad and made his life a living hell

In fact, vertigo is explained by some not as the fear of falling, but as the temptation to jump!

Be', c'è questo Dio, il vostro Dio, che piazza un melo in mezzo al giardino e dice: Ragazzi, fate quello che volete, ma non mangiate le mele. Caso straordinario, loro addentano una mela, ed ecco che lui ti salta fuori da dietro un cespuglio gridando: Vi ho beccati, vi ho beccati!. Non avrebbe fatto molta differenza se non avessero mangiato la mela. [...] quando hai a che fare con quel tipo di dei, in trappola ci cadi sempre.

I am a vile polluted lump of earth; So I've continued since my birth; Although Jehovah grace does daily give me, As sure this monster Satan will deceive me. Come, therefore, Lord, from Satan's claws relieve me.   Wash me in Thy blood, O Christ, And grace divine impart. Then search and try the corners of my heart, That I in all things may be fit to do Service to Thee, and sing Thy praises too.14

love can be the most enthralling of demons. 3

Well, it's amazing what you can find in this world if you're willing to sleep with people.

I wish I knew how bad I could become. I wish I could get a printout that showed me exactly how susceptible I was to a long list of sins. Gluttony: 23 percent susceptible. Envy: 68 percent susceptible. Lust: 94 percent susceptible. That kind of thing.

God give me chastity, but not right now.

Everyone is a potential murderer-in everyone there arises from time to time the wish to kill-though not the will to kill.

You've a pretty good nerve," said Ratchett. "Will twenty thousand dollars tempt you?" It will not." If you're holding out for more, you won't get it. I know what a thing's worth to me." I, also M. Ratchett." What's wrong with my proposition?" Poirot rose. "If you will forgive me for being personal - I do not like your face, M. Ratchett," he said.

Mademoiselle, I beseech you, do not do what you are doing." "Leave dear Linnet alone, you mean!" "It is deeper than that. Do not open your heart to evil." Her lips fell apart; a look of bewilderment came into her eyes. Poirot went on gravely: "Because—if you do—evil will come…Yes, very surely evil will come…It will enter in and make its home within you, and after a little while it will no longer be possible to drive it out.

What they need is a little immorality in their lives. Then they wouldn't be so busy looking for it in other people's.

In every profession and walk of life there is someone who is vulnerablle to temptation. (Mr. Barnes)

It seems dreadful to say so, but there is something attractive to a girl in being told anyone is a bad man. She thinks at once that her love will reform him.

You arouse my gastronomical juices, madame.

Murder—the wish to do murder—is something quite different. It—how shall I say?—it defies God.

They knew, none better, the havoc caused by a good-looking young man to the hearts of adolescent girls.

But remember this: Men are made fools by the gleaming limbs of women, and lo, in a minute they are become discoloured cornelians. . . Her voice deepened as she quoted: "A trifle, a little, the likeness of a dream, and death comes as the end. . . .