Quotes About Temptation

I keep it in there as a reminder and to keep temptation at hand. Temptation out of reach does you no good.

I've seen men ruined by drink, drugs and dodge pickup trucks, but this is the first time I've seen someone ruined by softcore porn...

there's a goodlookin' woman behind every tree . . ." He joined me for the rest. "There just ain't any trees.

Are you surprised that your desires can be turned to evil uses?" He asked. "You shouldn't be. I know mine can. Such might be said of anyone. It doesn't make you any less trustworthy or true, nor does it lower my estimation of you. Do not be deceived into thinking that you would have acted in the manner that you did without the inducements of the Dylcaer; you would not have.

Maybe it would be best," she said at last, "if you left the Devil alone in his hiding place.

And I realize I've been betrayed by the two vices that fiction promised me I'd adore. Sal Paradise held up bottles of booze like a housewife in a detergent commercial. Holden Caulfield reached for his cigarettes like an act of faith. Even Huckleberry Finn tapped on his pipe with relief and satisfaction. If sex turns out to be this bad, I'm never reading again.

Which is scarier-- lust or temptation?

Her lips tarried at mine. Baiting each other with the warmth of our breath, barely grazing, detouring, then connecting.

Like locusts on new corn, Gian had landed on her, struggling to undress as he kissed her.

Even a man who's pure in heartAnd says his prayers at nightMay become a wolf when the wolfbane bloomsAnd the autumn moon is bright.

We must nurture our capacity for prayers of submission. If we remain stuck only in prayers of avoidance, we are vulnerable to believing that avoiding loss is the only acceptable outcome. When we ask for only one thing, we are essentially insisting that it is the only acceptable thing. This insistence leaves us highly vulnerable to a range of Satan's temptations. We are vulnerable to engaging in all sorts of problematic behavior.

Later on, when I tried to imagine how I might have ruined things, that would occur to me - that I'd so rarely resisted, that I hadn't made it hard enough for him. Maybe it was like gathering your strength and hurling your body against a door you believe to be locked, and then the door opens easily - it wasn't locked at all - and you're standing looking into the room, trying to remember what it was you thought you wanted.

They'd fallen into their old ways, accusatory and evasive, which was reassuring in a perverted way. Leo understood the nasty pull of the regrettable familiar, how the old grooves could be so much more satisfying than the looming unknown. It's addicts stayed addicts.

Why do you taste like dessert?" Iona wanted to know. He deliberately let his eyes widen. "Because I'm awesome?

But sometimes, the things you wanted most were the things that would destroy you.

Fuck. A woman's eyes shouldn't make a guy feel like she was stealing his soul with just a glance.

And if I could control everything," his voice was for her alone, "then I'd already have gotten you, naked, under me, and I wouldn't be so wild with lust that I want to rip apart my own best friend…because you're about to put your mouth on him.

I've been dying to know," he said again, "how you taste." Oh, hell. Her right hand grabbed the back of his head, and she yanked him down toward her. Their mouths met. Open. Ready. Lips kissed. Tongues licked. And—damn! Yes, she wanted. The control she'd held so tightly began to crack. She jerked in her seat, struggling to press against him. He took her mouth. Tasted her. Tormented her. And she met him. No, she fought him, fought him for more.

Are you thinking with your head or your dick?" Izaak demanded. "Asking for a friend. Asking because you're a dumbass and—

But I could be very dangerous to you, DB. I could wreck you. Shatter that control you hold so dear . . . and then what would happen?

You were right," Eve spoke through numb lips. "I should have stayed away.

Oh, angel, you need to be careful with me." She'd spent centuries being careful. What had that gotten her? Betrayal. Pain. This new half-life. "Because I could just eat you up…

He had a really fucking good time as he did his very, very bad things.

her taste made him feel a little drunk. Sweet but rich.