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Quotes About Temptation

And so sometimes I would think how the devil had conquered God.
~ William Faulkner
And when a man that old takes up money-hunting, it's like when he takes up gambling or whisky or women. He aint going to have time to quit.
~ William Faulkner
Al ÅŸunu, diyorum, çikolatay? ona vererek. ÖnlüÄŸümü ç?kar?p o yana geçtim. Baya?? güzeldi. Hani ÅŸu kara gözlüler vard?r ya, bir aldatacak olsan b?ça?? saplayacak gibi görünürler, onlardand?.
~ William Faulkner
Kiss me, Bayard. No. You are Father's wife. And eight years older than you are. And your fourth cousin too. And I have black hair. Kiss me, Bayard.
~ William Faulkner
In this world, God must serve the Devil.
~ William Gaddis
Money? in a voice that rustled.
~ William Gaddis
A woman's hand lay on the mattress now, palm up, the white fingers pale. Riviera leaned forward, picked up the hand, and began to stroke it gently. The fingers moved. Riviera raised the hand to his mouth and began to lick the tips of the fingers. The nails were coated with a burgundy lacquer.
~ William Gibson
For thousands of years men dreamed of pacts with demons. Only now are such things possible. And what would you be paid with? What would your price be, for aiding this thing to free itself and grow?
~ William Gibson
I want to have my cake and eat it too.
~ William Gibson
People smoke, and drink as though it were good for you, and seem to still be in some sort of honeymoon phase with cocaine.
~ William Gibson
All the while aware of his addiction, awakened by the flood of stress chemicals, urgently advising him that something to take the edge off would be a very good idea indeed. It was, some newer part of him thought, amazed, like having a Nazi tank buried in your back yard. Grown over with grass and dandelions, but then you noticed its engine was still idling.
~ William Gibson
Heroin, declared Durius Walker, Rydell's colleague in security at the Lucky Dragon on Sunset. It's the opiate of the masses.
~ William Gibson
the mall crowds swaying like wind-blown grass, a field of flesh shot through with sudden eddies of need and gratification
~ William Gibson
The air was heavy with unspoken knowledge. Sam twisted and the obscene word shot out of him. --dance? Memory of the dance that none of them had attended shook all four boys convulsively.
~ William Golding
They were black and iridescent green and without number; and in front of Simon, the Lord of the Flies hung on his stick and grinned. At last Simon gave up and looked back; saw the white teeth and dim eyes, the blood—and his gaze was held by that ancient, inescapable recognition. In Simon's right temple, a pulse began to beat on the brain.
~ William Golding
kötülüÄŸün insan yarat?l???nda doÄŸuÅŸtan var olduÄŸu...
~ William Golding
If you could shut your ears to the slow suck down of the sea and boil of the return, if you could forget how dun and unvisited were the ferny coverts on either side, then there was a chance that you might put the beast out of mind and dream for a while.
~ William Golding
The pile of guts was a black blob of flies that buzzed like a saw. After a while these flies found Simon. Gorged, they alighted by his runnels of sweat and drank. They tickled under his nostrils and played leapfrog on his thighs. They were black and iridescent green and without number; and in front of Simon, the Lord of the Flies hung on his stick and grinned.
~ William Golding
They were black and iridescent green and without number; and in front of Simon, the Lord of the Flies hung on his stick and grinned
~ William Golding
The Prince found Buttercup waiting unhappily outside his chamber doors. It's my letter,' she began. 'I cannot make it right.' Come in, come in,' the Prince said gently. 'Maybe we can help you.' She sat down in the same chair as before. 'All right, I'll close my eyes and listen; read to me.' Westley, my passion, my sweet, my only my own. Come back, come back. I shall kill myself otherwise. Yours in torment, Buttercup.' She looked at Humperdinck. 'Well? Do you think I'm throwing myself at him?
~ William Goldman
Westley, my passion, my sweet, my only, my own. Come back, come back. I shall kill myself otherwise. Yours in torment, Buttercup. She looked at Humperdinck. Well? Do you think I'm throwing myself at him? It does seem a bit forward, the Prince admitted.
~ William Goldman
Babe was candy.
~ William Goldman
Anybody want a peanut?
~ William Goldman
fickle monarch of France, seduced by the advantageous offers
~ William H. Prescott