You can see that the care he took defiling the beauty he had forced in them was as precise and clean as his good hands which at night had developed the negatives, floating the sheets in the correct acids and watching the faces and breasts and pubic triangles and sofas emerge. The making and destroying coming from the same source, same lust, same surgery his brain was capable of. (On New Orleans photographer E. J. Bellocq)
Love is the lotus, lust is the mud the lotus arises out of.
My passion for Sarah had killed simple lust forever. Never again would I be able to enjoy a woman without love.
They are only safe That know to soothe the prince's appetite, And serve his lusts.
The lust of the eye. The best photographs were, to me, like an experience of drowning.
He, then, that would mortify any disquieting lust: let him take care to be equally diligent in all parts of obedience, and know that every lust, every omission of duty, is burdensome to God, though only one be burdensome to him.
Lust-bred diseases rot thee.
Sex is not the problem [Lust is]
How crazy craziness makes everyone, how irrationally afraid. The madness hidden in each of us, called to, identified, aroused like a lust. And against that the jaw sets. The more I fear my own insanity the more I must punish yours.
Shared joy is a double joy; shared sorrow is half a sorrow. ~Swedish Proverb Lust is easy. Love is hard. Like is most important.
Lust is the cause of generation Appetite is the support of life Fear or timidity is the prolongation of life, and Fraud the preservation of its instruments.
To allow lust (or strong desires) to govern our life is to exalt our will over God's.
Give me lust, baby. Flash. Give me malice. Flash. Give me detached existentialist ennui. Flash. Give me rampant intellectualism as a coping mechanism. Flash.
Why is it that everything I eat when I’m with you is so delicious?’ I laughed. ‘Could it be that you’re satisfying hunger and lust at the same time?
People confuse ego, lust, insecurity with true love.
Line dancing is as sinful as any other type of dancing, with its sexual gestures and touching. It is an incitement to lust.
Lust is the base of most physical ills, and like a tapeworm in the system, it feeds on our best energies and vitality.
I lust love to play football.
Oh, I have felt lust. And I've indulged lust. But no other woman has turned me into another person.
Reconsidering Happiness captures all the contradictory impulses of falling in and out of love-the lust and wanderlust, the contentment and restlessness, the secret loyalties, the hard compromises. Sherrie Flick has written a wise and elegant novel.