That he had been born an artist–in all ways–a paragon of romantic torment out of the likes of some Brontë novel–has yet to make itselfknown to him. He watches himself unfold.
If I am to be fallen into love, I will. And if as a result I will appear to be stupid, disillusioned, and of poor judgment, I will. And I would be damned if I cared what other people think. For I would rather be...
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C. Joybell C.
The ways of the heart are complex.” He looked out at the ocean again. “The waves churn and break upon the rocks, Talon. So do human feelings. Passion can be a man’s undoing. With passion must come wisdom; otherwise, your enemies have a weapon to...
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Raymond E. Feist
I live for sex. I celebrate it, and relish the electricity of it, with every fibre of my being. I can see no better reason for being alive.
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Fiona Thrust
It was the wildness of it that got me going: the primal lust, the sheer needs of two people in heat, quickly finding ways to express their sacred hunger to each other in animal passion.
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Fiona Thrust
To feel aroused is to feel alive. Having great sex is like taking in huge lungfuls of fresh air, essential to your body, essential to your health, and essential to your life.
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Fiona Thrust
More Quotes By Wheston Chancellor Grove
To this day when I inhale a light scent of Wrangler–its sweet sharpness–or the stronger, darker scent of Musk, I return to those hours and it ceases to be just cologne that I take in but the very scent of age, of youth at its...
There reaches a time when it is betrayal for a woman to sleep with her husband.
I will miss myself in relation to others. The rareness. The exceptional differences. I will miss the gift that comes with hardship and paying the price. <span style="margin:15px; display:block"></span>I will miss the tragedy of my own life. As I once spoke..emphatically, but I now repeat...
Loneliness is an emaciation of the spirit. -Who Has Known Heights: The Mystique Memoirs of a Melancholic Mind
After lunch four of us have our picture taken. Regn, myself, Fernus, and Sharon. I grip my brown lunch bag in hand, Fernus holds her soda can, Regn makes a funny expression. But what strikes me about this photograph is the shadow. <span style="margin:15px; display:block"></span>We...
