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Lust is the base of most physical ills, and like a tapeworm in the system, it feeds on our best energies and vitality.
Feeling lurks in that interval of time between desire and its consummation.
Affection, mistress of passion, sways it to the mood of what it likes or loathes.
Extreme horniness, extreme satisfaction, or extreme peace.
Variety, multiplicity are the two most powerful vehicles of lust.
Libido is a normal part of being human. Nothing scandalous about it. But without it, in either women or men, would there be a demand for birth control?
Lust is a mysterious wound in the side of humanity; or rather, at the very source of its life! To confound this lust in man with that desire which unites the sexes is like confusing a tumor with the very organ which it devours, a tumor whose very deformity horribly reproduces the shape.
The warring conflict in man between the intellect and the libido shall never be twinned.
Knowing someone desires you is the greatest aphrodisiac
Lust is an enemy to the purse, a foe to the person, a canker to the mind, a corrosive to the conscience, a weakness of the wit, a besotter of the senses, and finally, a mortal bane to all the body.
Aphrodisiacs come in many forms: food, drink, the internet ...
Desire grows by what it feeds on.
The delight that consumes the desire, The desire that outruns the delight.
When desire is killed out by a variety of methods of meditation and contemplation, what remains is a psychic corpse from which the libidinal cosmic force of the vital surge has been artificially removed.
To insects--sensual lust.
Power is the ultimate aphrodisiac.
A sensual and intemperate youth hands over a worn-out body to old age.
[Lat., Libidinosa etenim et intemperans adolescentiam effoetum corpus tradit senectuti.]
Sex and laughter. The heart and lungs of a relationship.
[Erotica] contains the idea of love, positive choice, and the yearning for a particular person.
Sex, a great and mysterious motive force in human life, has indisputably been a subject of absorbing interest to mankind through the ages.
Sex ought to be a wholly satisfying link between two affectionate people from which they emerge unanxious, rewarded, and ready for more.
Sexual boredom is ousting sexual deviance as the problem.
Enjoyment inflames love in some men, and extinguishes it in others: the wind that assists large vessels, upsets small ones.
The horrible pleasure of pleasing inferior people.
The religion of orgasm: utilitarianism projected into sex life; efficiency versus indolence; coition reduced to an obstacle to be got past as quickly as possible in order to reach an ecstatic explosion, the only true goal of love-making and of the universe.
Lust. It's not soft like the touch of a raindrop. It's not easy like floating aimlessly on the water. It's weighted, and heavy, a spark that catches on the forest of your body. A wildfire.
Lust and love. They both put a fire in your damn shorts.
Sigmund Freud said that everything you and I do springs from two motives: the sex urge and the desire to be great. John
Sensual pleasures are the whip natural selection uses to control us, to keep us in the thrall of its warped values system.
If your body goes in search of a relationship, we call this sexuality. If your mind goes in search of relationships, we call this companionship. If your emotion goes in search of relationships, we call this love. If your energies go in search of relationship, we call this yoga.
Active, pulsing love took a secondary position to expedient need and the narcoleptic inertia of the day-to-day.
Sexuality is a human instinct as natural as hunger or thirst.
..those soul-satisfying feelings quickly capture our attention, and we no longer wish to pay attention to physical clues. Instead, our focus is on the immense satisfaction the feelings are providing.
Lust, Pride, Sloth, and Gluttony, or, as we call them these days, "getting in touch with your sexuality," "raising your self-esteem," "relaxation therapy," and "being a recovered bulimic."
My sexual arousal had always been tightly tethered to love, romance, the promise of something more. A future.
It's a funny thing sensing someone else's sex drive. After a while, you get to mistaking it for your own.
Sexual arousal results from the repetition and impact of image.
Somewhere between fear and sex passion is.
The erotic drive is the great energy that moves through all evolution.
What about love? Where does that fit in?
Love's simply the handmaiden of the great energy, and an excuse to write suspect poetry.
In youth we are plagued by desire; in later years, by the desire to feel desire.
Sexual energy between two people is a primal force comprised of power (energy that moves toward another) and virtue (knowing the energy between the two is right).
I know what it's like to have an inflated libido.
We do most of what we do out of our sexual energy and our sexual needs.
Curiosity is the lust of the mind.
Curiosity is the most superficial of all the affections; it changes its object perpetually; it has an appetite which is very sharp, but very easily satisfied, and it has always an appearance of giddiness, restlessness and anxiety.
The body is entirely neutral, my lady. It just likes sex. It's the mind that fucks up our compass.
Masturbation! The amazing availability of it!
In men, we various ruling passions find; In women, two almost divide the kind Those, only fixed, they first or last obey, The love of pleasure, and the love of sway.
What is love when it's not for dopamine?
It is a well-established fact that in healthy loving women, uninjured by the too frequent lesions which result from childbirth, increasing physical satisfaction attaches to the ultimate physical expression of love ... Love between the sexes is the highest and mightiest form of human sexual passion.
Passion - eventually it cools.
There is a supernal intelligence behind sexual arousal, the true purpose of which is to create for us ecstatic experiences of our own divinity.
This disease of curiosity.
Desire is in men a hunger, in women only an appetite.
Although the detail of our sexual energies and their objects and objectives vastly vary, the existence of our sexuality itself is an undeniable truth.
Our sexual self is a complex combination of our social, cultural, and biological inheritance.
Sex is the physical expression of a tribute to personal values.
We must reckon with the possibility that something in the nature of the sexual instinct itself is unfavorable to the realization of complete satisfaction.
Urge and urge and urge,
Always the procreant urge of the world.
Sexuality is a remarkable aspect of the human condition.
Passion is curiously exclusive and the need for it irresistible, while promiscuity is passionless--a mere collector's obsession.
Men loves pleasure
What urge will save us now that sex won't?
I have to physically attracted to someone. But I can't just be with someone just because it's great sex. Because orgasms don't last long enough.
Sex cannot be contained within a definition of physical pleasure, it cannot be understood as merely itself for it has stood for too long as a profound connection between human beings.
The desire for sexual expression is inborn and natural. The desire cannot, and should not be submerged or eliminated. But it should be given an outlet through forms of expression which enrich the body, mind, and spirit of man.
For the rational, psychologically healthy man, the desire for pleasure is the desire to celebrate his control over reality. For the neurotic, the desire for pleasure is the desire to escape from reality.
Sensuality not only debases both body and mind, but dulls the keen edge of pleasure.
The erotic is a measure between the beginnings of our sense of self and the chaos of our strongest feelings.
[On sex:] ... the total deprivation of it produces irritability.
What is commonly called love, namely the desire of satisfying a voracious appetite with a certain quantity of delicate white human flesh.
Fie on the eloquence that leaves us craving itself, not things!
Human beings need pleasure the way they need vitamins.
When a person can't find a deep sense of meaning, they distract themselves with pleasure.
The erotic is a resource within each of us that lies in a deeply female and spiritual plane, firmly rooted in the power of our unexpressed or unrecognized feeling ...
The inward pleasure of imparting pleasure - that is the choicest of all.
Possession which cloys man, only increases the affection of woman
A ridiculous passion which hath no being but in play-books and romances.
Sexual reproduction and food -- humans' two favorite subjects.
Ah, desire. Such a poisonous thing.
The constant desire of pleasing which is the peculiar quality of some, may be called the happiest of all desires in this that it rarely fails of attaining its end when not disgraced by affectation.
The sudden acquisition of power does not go to the head, but to the groin. In some, it promotes lust; in others, supplants it. Those on whom its effect is purely cerebral may indeed be counted as fortunate.
Pursuit and seduction are the essence of sexuality. It's part of the sizzle.
Physical experiences, lacking the joys of love, depend on twists and perversions of pleasure. Abnormal pleasures kill the taste for normal ones.
At first the brain weighs a potential partner, and if the partner fits our ancestral wish list, we get a spike in the release of sex chemicals that makes us dizzy with a rush of unavoidable infatuation. It's the first step down the primeval path of pair-bonding.
A lonely impulse of delight
Forget pleasure and Ambition
Erotic acts are instinctive; they fulfill a role in nature. The idea is familiar, but it is one that contains a paradox: there is nothing more natural than sexual desire; there is nothing less natural than the forms in which it is made manifest and satisfied.
It's the one thing we can all relate to no matter what religion, what color, what nationality: we can all relate to sex and love.
Pleasure is not diversion but urgent life, a social order perceived as temporary.
No passion, only sudden lust, and just as sudden indifference.
That most natural human appetite, the hunger for somewhere else.
peccadillo. So far as my observation goes, men
Passion presented with a greater challenge achieves a greater goal.
from The Sexual Side of Spirituality
The pain of sexual frustration, of repressed tenderness, of denied curiosity, of isolation in the ego, of greed, suppressed rebellion, of hatred poisoning all love and generosity, permeates our sexuality. What we love we destroy.
I find the erotic such a kernel within myself. When released from its intense and constrained pellet, it flows through and colors my life with a kind of energy that heightens and sensitizes and strengthens all my experience.
Sexual appetite, like any other appetite, grows by indulgence
What is cheaper than lust or of less value than alchemy or aphrodisiacs?
Our sexual energy, when not properly mastered, is transformed into anger.
SEX
Pussy, pussy, pussy.
Cock, cock, cock.
Ass, ass, ass.
The games we play.
No, no, no, makes us obsessed to the point of insanity.
Yes, yes, yes, makes us superior to the point of cruelty.
It's just a fuck, after all.