100 Quotes About Naked

O Heavenly Children, do not forget that God is here, there and everywhere. The birds are his eyes and the air is his ears. And as you sleep, your heart and soul rest naked before him. He can drink from the rivers of your thoughts, and even feel the wetness of your tears. Suzy Kassem

It was the impatience of the way he tore my panties from my body, that really turned me on: I was all he could think of, as his lust got the better of him. The way they looked so small, and cruelly forgotten, was a beautiful symbol of how much we both needed to satisfy our lusts. Fiona Thrust

Women who focus on style over substance usually find themselves in a big fucking hole, with other men who want to fuck the hole. Oh so smooth, and none sophistacted. Because, you know, how sophisticated can hole-fucking really be Emilie Autumn

Freedom is to stand naked at the moment, having no expectations, nothing to lose or to gain. The empty then is fulfilled, just to be emptied again at the next moment. The Absolute Freedom is, to become every path, at any given moment. Grigoris Deoudis

Do you not know that God entrusted you with that money (all above what buys necessities for your families) to feed the hungry, to clothe the naked, to help the stranger, the widow, the fatherless; and, indeed, as far as it will go, to relieve the wants of all mankind? How can you, how dare you, defraud the Lord, by applying it to any other purpose? John Wesley

And she called him a stranger. Whose name still echoed in her mind like a war cry. Who had seen each bit of her naked soul and knew how scarred her soul is. Whose reflection still stood, smiling at her every time she stood in front of the mirror. Akshay Vasu

Every young sculptor seems to think that he must give the world some specimen of indecorous womanhood, and call it Eve, Venus, a Nymph, or any name that may apologize for a lack of decent clothing. I am weary, even more than I am ashamed, of seeing such things. Nowadays people are as good as born in their clothes, and there is practically not a nude human being in existence. An artist, therefore, as you must candidly confess, cannot sculpture nudity with a pure heart, if only because he is compelled to steal guilty glimpses at hired models. The marble inevitably loses its chastity under such circumstances. An old Greek sculptor, no doubt, found his models in the open sunshine, and among pure and princely maidens, and thus the nude statues of antiquity are as modest as violets, and sufficiently draped in their own beauty. But as for Mr. Gibson's colored Venuses (stained, I believe, with tobacco juice), and all other nudities of to-day, I really do not understand what they have to say to this generation, and would be glad to see as many heaps of quicklime in their stead. Nathaniel Hawthorne

Naked you are blue like the night in Cuba, you have vines and stars in your hair, Pablo Neruda

She wore her scars, and looked as best as she could. He made her comfortable and removed them one by one. She stood bare in front of him. He kissed her naked soul and tattooed a promise on her skin Himanshu Chhabra

If just one person has done it, it can be done. by V.L. Marshall Verity Louise Marshall

We spent a lot of money on buying clothes, but we spend our best times naked. Eyden I.

UnsightlyIf I strip my heart naked, you'll see all the unsightly scars, I'm afraid. John Mark Green

Love is the true state of the human heart. When we love, we unguard our hearts. We open ourselves up to the world with- out any restraint. When passion flows, desires stir, our earthy senses become dull, and our ethereal self becomes illumined. At this stage, we are naked, totally naked, with little or no covering of ego. Salil Jha

5 decades since JFK’s inaugural address it is time now to ask, what your country can do for you & not what you can do for your country. You, my friend have done enough! Anno Nomius

When questioning ourselves, we must identify, where we are heading to. Do we prefer our life to remain untitled. Will we stand bare and naked without dressing any expectations or do we decide to interact with the world around. Will we play a part on the stage of life or do we choose to remain simply a chapter without heading, an episode without caption, an untitled interval. ("Life untitled" ) Erik Pevernagie

When I'm with you, I feel exposed. Naked. When I'm naked with you, I feel clothed. Sheltered. Kamand Kojouri

LET’S GO BACK HOMEI can't think about you, Without smiling. What I wouldn’t give, To go back there, Take you in my arms, Kiss you, And tell you, " I still love you." It's been three decades now, And still your smile's with me, Your wave goodbye, The love in your eyes, And everything else you gave me, Before that highway fog swept in, And stole your spirit away. Oh- to return by your side again, Fish beside the Pleasant Hill Dam, Hike through the Mayer's woods, Hang out on your big hill, Sleep naked in your twin bed, Fill your room with laughter- And marijuana smoke. You returned home- And I traveled on down the road, Found new loves, Safely took them under my wing, And deeply into my heart. But you know, as I do- This wasn’t always possible. I didn’t always have the fire- The courage to stand tall, The joy to expand, Nor the love to give deeply. These were all your gifts-- To me. Someday- When I close my eyes for good, And cry out- "Lord- forgive me for I have sinned-" I'll joyously return by your side, Take you into my arms, Kiss you, And tell you, " I still love you. Giorge Leedy

Passion in life…is life. It’s contagious. Get naked and roll around in it. People who enjoy living have it all figured out. They are passionate, driven, alive, and they are real. Lorii Myers

He was the kind of man I wanted: wild, hot, horny, and losing control. And it all pointed back to me, about how much I felt in control of him, with the power of my body. Fiona Thrust

I heard him sweeping with the broom, and then he suddenly stopped. I had obviously got his attention, and he was lo Fiona Thrust

I want you to fuck me, Chris, ’ I said, lustfully whispering the words into his ear as he planted kisses on my neck. His lips were wild and yearning, eagerly devouring me. Fiona Thrust

He was the kind of man I wanted: wild, hot, horny, and losing control. And it all pointed back to me, about how much I felt in control of him, with the power of my body. I felt so in control of him; it was dizzying, and intoxicating. Fiona Thrust

He handed the dust pan and brush over. I knew they wouldn’t be much use in cleaning the floor. I also knew the real reason he had given them to me: so he could look furtively at me, as I bent over. That idea turned me on. I welcomed it, and decided to give him a good look at what he wanted. Fiona Thrust

You know, there’s no pleasure like the joy of being a sexual woman. You can take your careers, your money, your houses and possessions, and you go and throw them in a lake. Because life is really all about sex. That’s what I keep learning, again and again. It’s the most important thing, woven into the very centre of life. And I just know I was put on this earth to be a sexual woman, and to explore as much about sex as I can. Fiona Thrust

I’d love to be tried out, ’ I said, with a suggestive smile. ‘One should always explore something, before one goes in deeper.’ I saw a little flicker of fun in his eyes. Fiona Thrust

I stood in front of him, frustratedly imagining his naked muscular chest, and wanting his hot cock to spear me. My nipples were aroused, feeling as hard and long as coat hooks. They prodded fiercely through the thin blue material at him, like little calling signs of how horny and ready for sex I was. The best advertisement of all: erect nipples! Fiona Thrust

He looked at me, and then looked away quickly. But I could tell he was interested. I think my tight t-shirt might have had something to do with it. And the way I was pushing my breasts towards him, with an inviting smile on my face. Fiona Thrust

I traced a finger along my bottom lip as I wondered what his erection would look like, and how I should seduce him. I thought what kind of approach would work best: whether to go in slow and seductively, or whether I should make him notice me in some hard and fast way. Fiona Thrust

When you’re honest, what compares with the gorgeous thrill of sex? What brings you the same sense of wonder, pleasure, and fulfilment? I can’t think of anything as good. Fiona Thrust

I love being aroused. I love how that feeling overcomes me, as I look at a man’s erect cock, as I feel his hands ripping my clothes from my body, as the air caresses my naked skin, and how I feel like I’m blossoming like a flower. Fiona Thrust

You know, when I see a good-looking man, the first thing I think about is sex. I want to see him naked, and I imagine running my hands impatiently over his hot body. I can’t help it: it’s just how I am. Fiona Thrust

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 to have staff changing rooms, but you’ll soon get used to it.’‘ Oh, don’t worry, Chris, ’ I said warmly. ‘I’m used to getting my clothes off in unusual places. Fiona Thrust

Excuse me, ’ I said cheerily. ‘Is the job still going?’ I pointed to the notice.‘ Of course, ’ he said, looking back at me with a warm smile. I think he was as hopeful as I was about where this could lead to. ‘We need all the hands we can get.’ I looked at the tight swell of his shirt against his chest, and thought, 'Mmm, yes, I can imagine my hands getting your fucking clothes off right now. . Fiona Thrust

Once I had a wild fling on an otherwise boring weekend holiday in Edinburgh, with a guy I met who turned out to be a psychiatrist. He agreed with me, after hours and hours of our naked cavorting in a hotel, that I was a sex addict; although he did stress he wouldn’t change me for the world. It turned him on that I was so sexual, and we turned a dull weekend in a grey city into something wonderful for the two of us. So, what was the problem?. Fiona Thrust

Adrian had always found it amusing that a guy could be drilling Stacia up her ass while she considered herself to be a virgin. Her intent had been to present herself as such when she found "Mr. Right. Jess C. Scott

I lost myself there – my mind imaging what was under his towel and what I would like to do to him. - Emma Martha Sweeney

Anatomy lessons are much more fun when conducted in a private coed environment. Dixie Waters

Are you going to spank me, daddy? I'm a very bad girl! (bending over naked)" Oh yeah daddy - spank my ass harder! ! ! Alanah Skye

I’ve never been with a boy who hasn’t seen me naked. It’s always the squeaky futon, bear-it-all, turn-off-the-lights quickstep. Don’t chalk it up to “daddy issues.” Maybe I’m sick of keeping private parts private. I don’t want rainwater secrets on my lips, tasting of “don’t make too much noise”. October’s dust in my lungs, maybe I don’t want bits of four AM lingering in my subconscious. Smokers breathe in fire, coat their insides in ash. Is that suicide or arson? Listen to me, listen to me. I’m alive. I’M ALIVE.I’m naked and bruised, but I’m alive. I’m not a piece of fruit. Don’t press into my flesh, looking for soft spots. My whole body is tender and rotten, but I’m alive. I’m alive and just because you can see it all, doesn’t mean you know it all. Taylor Rhodes

The moment her hymen was plucked from her body in the wilderness, Her soul was taken from sanity. Roman Payne

If you love sex, let it be known. You don’t have to walk around downtown naked or have some flyers printed up, but definitely don’t be shy about your love (or obsession) for sex. Roberto Hogue

What I am or am not wearing does not correlate with my competency as a professional, a mother, or a feminist role model. My clothes do not define me and nor does my nakedness. I define me. Miya Yamanouchi

What I am or am not wearing does not correlate with my competency as a professional, a mother, or a feminist role model. My clothes don't define me and neither does my nakedness. I define me. Miya Yamanouchi

People who live in society have learnt how to see themselves, in mirrors, as they appear to their friends. I have no friends: is that why my flesh is so naked? JeanPaul Sartre

Of all individuals, the hated, the shunned, and the peculiar are arguably most themselves. They wear no masks whatsoever in order to be accepted and liked; they do seem most guarded, but only by their own hands: as compared to the populace, they are naked. Criss Jami

Here, by the grace of God and an inside straight, we have a personality untouched by the psychotic taboos of our tribe - and you want to turn him into a carbon copy of every fourth-rate conformist in this frightened land! Why don't you go whole hog? Get him a brief case and make him carry it wherever he goes - make him feel shame if he doesn't have it. Robert A. Heinlein

A kiss is just a kiss, were words not expressed by a man tied naked to a tree. Dixie Waters

Rosy ferried the drinks back to the table, slid the Guinness his way. “You said you have a show. Is it a comedy?”“ No, but you will laugh, I hope, after hearing my qualifications.” His eyes glittered. “I do magic, with a twist. The twist is, my clothes are the first thing to disappear.” Rosy gaped.“ Yes. I do magic… naked. I not only have a big ego.” Marek wiggled his middle finger. “I have a big wand. R.G. Manse

The bread which you hold back belongs to the hungry; the coat, which you guard in your locked storage-chests, belongs to the naked; the footwear mouldering in your closet belongs to those without shoes. The silver that you keep hidden in a safe place belongs to the one in need. Thus, however many are those whom you could have provided for, so many are those whom you wrong. Basil The Great

Nothing makes you feel more naked than someone identifying a desire you never knew you possessed. Jeff Zentner

The Earl of Woolsey was indeed completely nude. He did not seem particularly perturbed by this fact, but Miss Tarabotti felt the sudden need to close her eyes tight and think about asparagus or something equally mundane. Gail Carriger

Life is short. Write naked. A.D. Posey

She liked his unique smell, and it turned on all five of her senses, wanting to see him naked, touch him while naked, hear him as he moaned while he made love, taste his skin, and feel his naked body as she seduced him with the trailing of hungry fingers. Keira D. Skye

I'd tried to straighten him out, but there's only so much you can do for a person who thinks Auschwitz is a brand of beer. David Sedaris

Absolute nakedness was intrusive, confusing to the senses. Paradoxically, it both revealed and diminished identity. P.D. James

What I discovered this freak me out. That the people will check out a book with naked woman, but won't check out a book without this WHY??What are the differences? Deyth Banger

True love has taught me that there is a difference between a woman getting naked for you and one revealing herself to you. Steve Maraboli

There’s a much different message received, when the signs written in the flesh were not in your hand writing. Dixie Waters

I have a gift for you." She cocked a brow. "Is that right?"" Yes. It'll require us to get naked." She looped her arm in his as they headed to the bedroom. "Is this gift something I've seen before?"" Well ... maybe. But this gift can always be used in new and unique ways." She tilted her head back and laughed. "Best. Gift. Ever. Jaci Burton

By looking Emma Watson smile pictures you just see different smiles which you even don't realise. One picture with fake smile, trying something but unfortunately it fails. Another, looks like she is saying "Off, off okay.. let's make it. But this will be the last you promise??.. will ya?" Other moment look really like me, other she look like something she has planned and waiting you to get there and to get trapped.. How much far to go, I just see something as horrible picture a celebrity with available pictures - naked. That's horrible!. . Call it this or this, I don't really give a shit for this peace.. - (The stages in Philosophy and Psychology). Deyth Banger

Life is so full of rough edges - small tasks and expectations that scratch you bloody and remind you that you're naked and alone. Alexis Hall

I enjoy writing alone, naked and unbothered. M.F. Moonzajer

It is you who must someday break through the protective polish of who you are, to become naked and powerful to who you can truly be. Carew Papritz

The thought of killing myself had slowed me down to five miles per hour. The thought of killing someone else stopped me completely. David Sedaris

Soon it would be his turn. Kaine wondered how he would meet Death. His ship was a mess, in every sense of the word. Systems were in disarray, damaged equipment malfunctioning, and control panels shattered by blaster-fire littered the decks. In the fighting, severe hull damage had caused parts of the ship to be sealed off. Dead bodies — or raw red chunks of them — lay everywhere. The corridors were dark where the lights had failed. His footsteps echoed eerily as he ran down them. He’d been on the run for what felt like days. He felt naked, his tattered, sweat-drenched tunic clinging to his body, especially under his breastplate. Fatigue had caused him to discard his body amour. It was of no realistic use anyway, and just made him hotter and sweatier, made stealthy movement more difficult — and weighed him down. Christina Engela

After getting dressed at warp speed, I actually managed to drive all the way to high school before I realized I'd forgotten my morning coffee. Mystery, intrigue, and naked dreams aside, that didn't bode well for my chances at making it through the morning without killing myself. Or someone else. Jennifer Lynn Barnes

While many find the new clothes of the emperor magnificent, some dare to say out loud, he is simply naked. If the clear sighted are constrained by the credulous and when the “followers” are browbeating the "knowers", the cat is among the pigeons and the age of obscuration is under way. Obviously "something wicked this way comes…" ("His master's voice" ) Erik Pevernagie

To be found is to be exposed. No wonder so many of us are still lost. Craig D. Lounsbrough

To be naked is a sign that the glory is lost Sunday Adelaja

What is it to die but to stand naked in the wind and to melt into the sun? Kahlil Gibran

She tossed her towel on her dresser and turned to the bed where shed left her PJs. Only it wasn't just her PJs on the bed anymore. Lucas, eyes wide, sat on the foot of her bed, about four feet from where she stood completely naked. She squealed. He laughed. She dashed for the towel. Once she had it around her, she glared from a still grinning Lucas to the door. "I'm killing Della! " He laughed again. "I'm afraid I might have to protect her for this one. C.C. Hunter

Nothing says you're more sexy than when you wear clothes. Anthony T.Hincks

Quinns always come at half price, about half the time, and half-naked, even during the colder half of winter. A Quinn is like a queen, but draggier, and cheaper to buy and use for personal gain, unless you’re suspicious that you’re poor and illiterate like Jarod Kintz, in which case Quinns could be the spirits of your dead relatives, come to haunt you until you gather a massive fortune through selling books on the internet, to send some back in time through a portal you bought from the NSA, so they would have lived better lives without having to move a finger for their fortune. Oh, yah, and since they aren’t - they’re blue, like smurfs, yet they turn purple whenever tickled on the belly, which is something they seem to rather dislike, since they start biting and scratching when it happens, for no good reason, I might add. Will Advise

When a fat person goes in the water naked, would it still be called skinny-dipping? Anthony Liccione

I can’t simulate you with moon, moon is fully naked and you are fully clothed. M.F. Moonzajer

You are naked! Fear makes you naked. Deyth Banger

Why wasn't I already kissing this woman? Why wasn't I naked, eating violets, and playing music underneath the open sky? Looking around the room again, everything seemed terribly ridiculous. These people sitting on their benches wearing layers on layers of clothing, eating with knives and forks. It all struck me as so pointless and contrived. It was incredibly funny. It was like they were playing a game and didn't even realize it. It was like a joke I'd never understood before. Patrick Rothfuss

In god's eyes we are fucking naked... did you know that??- God is fucked screw up person! Deyth Banger

We spent a lot of money on buying clothes, but we spend our best times naked.. Eyden I.

Dont shave, I like it. It helps with one of my new fantasies."" Yeah ?"Zack shifted a little to the center on top of him for maximum pleasure." What new fantasy is that ?"Lucy grinned, the sleepiness in her smile melting into guile." The one about the innocent schoolteacher and the vicious, uncivilized cop. Want to play ?""Sure."Zack ran his hands up her back." Who do you want to be ?""I, of course will be the innocent schoolteacher" Lucy batted her eyes at him." Which makes me the cop. All right you have the right to remain naked." Lucy laughed. . Jennifer Crusie