Quotes About Temptation

Her lips were red. Not the garish painted red so many women believe makes them desirable. Her lips were always red, morning and night. As if minutes before you saw her, she had been eating sweet berries, or drinking heart's blood.

money I could hardly think of it. "Go on, take it.

It was baffling. These creatures. The were fraught and frayed win their desire. A snake would never poison itself, but these folk made an art of it. They wrapped themselves in fears and wept at being blind. It was infuriating. It was enough to break a heart.

That is how I felt, watching the musicians play. I couldn't stand it. The everyday lack of my music was like a toothache I had grown used to. I could live with it. But having what I wanted dangled in front of me was more than I could bear.

I sat still as stone with my fingers aching. I wanted to play, not listen. Want isn't strong enough a word. I was hungry for it, starved. I'm not proud of the fact that I thought about stealing his lute and leaving in the dark of the night.

A veces la seducción lenta es la única manera..." Felurian

These poor, rich men who, seeing that you can't be caught, attempt to buy a thing they know cannot be bought.

She handed Mola an apple. "This one has a wish inside it," she said matter-of-factly. "Make sure you know what you want before you take a bite.

She rolled her eyes, exasperated. "I can't count the men who have tried to seduce me away from my virtue by teaching me how to defend it.

O que mais pode esperar - perguntou-lhe baixinho - de homens que têm demônios como vizinhos? Até o melhor dos cães é capaz de morder, se for chutado o suficiente.

Estaba sentado, quieto como una estatua, y me dolían los dedos. Quería tocar, no escuchar. «Quería» no es un verbo suficientemente intenso. Me moría de ganas de tocar. No me enorgullezco de haberme planteado robarle el laúd y marcharme de allí aprovechando la oscuridad de la noche.

Careful boy, that one will steal your heart. Men fall for her like wheat before a sickle blade.

the best cloaks have innumerable little pockets that I have an irrational and overpowering attraction toward.

Ma koliko ti nešto delovalo privla?no, moraš da odvagaš kolikoj se opasnosti izlažeš. Koliko silno to želiš i koliko si spreman da se ope?eš. Marten

And even knowing that to possess that scent he must pay the terrible price of losing it again, the very possession and the loss seemed to him more desirable than a prosaic renunciation of both. For he had renounced things all his life. But never once had he possessed and lost.

He had used only a drop of his perfume for his performance in Grasse. There was enough left to enslave the whole world. If he wanted, he could be feted in Paris, not by tens of thousands, but by hundreds of thousands of people; or could walk out to Versailles and have the King kiss his feet; write the Pope a perfumed letter and reveal himself as the new Messiah; be anointed in Notre-Dame as Supreme Emperor before kings, or even as God come to earth.

The odour of humans is always a fleshly odour – that is, a sinful odour.

The odour of humans is always a fleshy odour — that is, a sinful odour.

She was indeed a girl of exquisite beauty. She was one of those languid women made of dark honey smooth and sweet and terribly sticky.

I didn't do it," said the demon, lowering his pitchfork even further. You

Angel looks down at him and says, "Oh, pretty boy, Can't you show me nothing but surrender?

We were as Hansel and Gretel and we ventured out into the black forest of the world. There were temptations and witches and demons we never dreamed of and there was splendor we only partially imagined.

I revisit my book piles. Trying not to be sidetracked or lured into another dimension.

that he was a good boy trying to be bad.