This pursuit of unavailable distant people has oedipal roots.… fearing the consequences, they make certain that they fail at the attempt.”―Distancing, Kantor (p.115)

Lust is the blessing of the fruit of the womb.

Hey, dude, it’s me. I brought you all four Bloodsport movies. Open up!” Jason’s voice filtered past the front door, and he and Violet flew apart like teenagers at a party raid. No way. This...

I felt that thread that had come between us, tugging, tugging at my heart—so hard, it hurt me.

There are no unique postures and times and limitations that restrict our access to God. My relationship with God is intimate and personal. The Christian does not go to the temple to worship. The Christian...

The ego lusts for satisfaction. It has a prideful ferocious appetite for its version of “truth”. It is the most challenging aspect to conquer; the cause for most spiritual turmoil.

He gave Dancer one last pat. ‘You’re luckier than you know, pal. Living without a set of balls makes life a lot less complicated.

I’m in love with my corporate girlfriend,with the Cyclops heart

Wine and women make wise men dote and forsake God’s law and do wrong.” However, the fault is not in the wine, and often not in the woman. The fault is in the one who...

Love and lust aren’t always in sync. You can love someone, but not beready to have sex with them. Or you can meet someone random and end up jumping in all the way. There’s nothing...

The thought went through my mind that we should film ourselves in our sexual act, and project our frenzied copulation permanently onto the walls of the tea-room, as a lesson to wake up the boring...

He closed the door behind us, and led me through to the back of the shop. ‘If you don’t mind, you can get changed in the stock cupboard,’ he said. ‘We’re not posh enough here...

I know I’m not going to be in your head all the time. But once you know me, I’ll be forever in your heart. 

When someone does`nt wanna talk to you, you have no choice but to help them.

Ladies, no matter how hard you try, a man will never complete you. Only God can. And if you don’t know your identity in Him, you’ll be lost forever.

Did you just say, ‘love-fuck’?

We soon fall asleep in each other’s arms, knowing to myself that I captured her, like a prisoner in a cage.

Blood rushed to the regions of my body that I associated with naughtiness, and I was powerless to stop it.

It’s weird, marriage. It’s like this license that gives a person the legal right to control their spouse / their ‘other half.

The supernova sun would be cooler than the fire lighting our desire.

That line between love and lust was thin as a whisper.

We hunger in earnest for that which we cannot consume.

Io, Europa, Ganimedes puer, atque Calistolascivo nimium perplacuere Iovi.(Io, Europa, the boy Ganymede, and Callisto greatly pleased lustful Jupiter.)[Marius naming Jupiter’s moons]

And then it changed. I wasn’t letting him anymore. He was taking, pawing, grabbing. I pushed, I cried out, I squirmed, but like I said it’s a shitty game and he didn’t feel like playing...

I could see it all. The hand on the shoulder, then the hug. The mouths that find each other through the tears, the moment when guilt and the certainty that things must go no further...

And now I want love. Lust is no good for me. I want love. His love.

Someone asked me about the difference between love and lust. Hmmm. That will take a little thought. How to tell the difference? Well, for guys, if she looks better AFTER you’ve made love to her...

I want to need you.

As I looked into his eyes, trying to see into the depths of that darkness, it hit me. It was subtle, but it hit me. The rush of attraction.

out of everyone else in this world, I choose you.” I choose you. Today, and everyday.I choose you not because you’re perfect for me and you meet all of my qualifications and conditions and because...

For I chase but one hind, he says, one strange deer timid and wild, and she leads me off the paths that other men have trod, and by myself into the depths of the wood.

Even when I’m sleeping, I go to places where you are.

He desired her and, so far as her virginal emotions went, she contemplated a surrender with equanimity. Yet she knew she would forget him half an hour after she left him – like an actor...

Elle Remembered Yorkshire road and the flat he shared with Caitlin and their daughter, and she almost stopped and turned back, and then she hardened herself against it. It’s his problem if he wants to...

Love is like a corn-dog popsicle, and I’m on the Most Wanted list. Unfortunately it’s by the government, specifically the FDA, and not by women.

Finally, when all was said and done, the certainty (so often experienced, yet always new) that female charms, the kind that inflame the senses, are no more than kitchen smells: they tease you when you’re...

Each of us is born with a box of matches inside us but we can’t strike them all by ourselves

Douglas’s fridge was a stainless-steel masterpiece. I’m not that into appliances or anything, but this one was nice and probably cost more than my last apartment. I had the strange desire to hug it every...

A deep kiss can put you in an emotional state of coma, sometimes in a reckless vulnerability, we lose virginity and sanity, and maybe our bond of love becomes strong or weak.

Give me your secrets. I’ll give you my soul.

He drew from under the table a sheet of strangely scented yellow-Chinese paper, the brushes, and slab of India ink. In cleanest, severest outline he had traced the Great Wheel with its six spokes, whose...

You and I will have our forever.

Your thighs are appletrees. Your knees are a southern breeze.

ShanTu said that we must set the soul free from the body and its lusts. Having thus got rid of the foolishness of the flesh, we shall be pure. While an admirable goal, the sisterhood...

I wanted desperately to get all hot and sweaty with this guy, but I knew from experience that hormones affected my sensibilities like alcohol or pot. In the throes of passion I tend to vow...

And I say,I crash in to things in the darkEven when the lights are onAnd I am wrong more often than I am writingAnd even then, I am often wrongBut when my friends are in...

I’m starving to learn more about her. A new hunger that I know only she could satisfy.

It’s a good day when a goddess gets on the school-bus with you.

I thought to myself how we were so wrapped up in this animal act, that he couldn’t care less about his tea shop business, and I couldn’t care less about my job. That’s real sex...

But, though I was very much in lust with him, I knew from the start we were nothing like “forever.” Maybe because forever is such a scary place.