Sensuality Quotes
If sensuality be our only happiness we ought to envy the brutes, for instinct is a surer, shorter, safer guide to such happiness than reason.
Nothing is more repulsive than a furtively prurient spirituality; it is just as unsavoury as gross sensuality.
No Romeo-and-Juliet acts, no nonsense about Love with a large L, none of that popular song claptrap with its skies of blue, dreams come true, heaven with you. Just sensuality for its own sake.
And the more he was irritated by her basic personality, the more he was drawn to her by a harsh, bestial sensuality, illusions of a moment, which ended in hate.
I think sensuality is a part of me. It's not all of me, but it's a part of who I am.
The subject matter is autobiographical, it's all to do with hope and memory and sensuality and involvement, really.
The sensuality of desperate lives. Only poets talk like that. But poetry has never had an answer for anything. All it does it bear witness. To despair. And desperate lives.
I did an interview where they were harping on and on about sensuality and sexuality... really, I have nothing to say about any of that stuff because it's so boring and I never think about it.
When it comes to sexuality, sensuality, self-representation, self-nurturance - America fails in those departments.
There is in this world no real delight (excepting those of sensuality), but exchange of ideas in conversation.
When the scale of sensuality bears down that of reason, the baseness of our nature conducts us to most preposterous conclusions.
I would have to say my earthy sensuality - although I should point out that the backs of my calves are exemplary and my upper inner thigh is a delight.
No more dancing with any male but me. No more time to learn who you are before you have to hold that personality against mine. No more freedom to explore your sensuality before I own it.
Versace was and still is about the sophisticated woman who is elegant, not afraid of her own sensuality, and not afraid to dare or take risks in life.
The spark of eros provides color and flavor to delight in our sensuality. Without generating this creative juice, many people feel uninspired and dry in their lives.
Men commonly couple with their idea of marriage a slight degree at least of sensuality; but every lover, the world over, believesin its inconceivable purity.
He whose longing has been aroused for the indescribable, whose mind has been quickened by it, and whose thought is not attached to sensuality is truly called one who is bound upstream.
The radical hostility, the deadly hostility against sensuality, is always a symptom to reflect on: it entitles us to suppositions concerning the total state of one who is excessive in this manner.
I'm a bit of an alchemist sorceress. I've collected probably 1500 oils from around the planet over the last ten years. I'm kind of obsessed with the sensuality of it.
You wrote in a poem, “I love your body, ” as if love was for you embodied in the senses, and yet more than the senses together, an enveloping sense itself sensuous, as if all the body made sense.
Beauty is to recognize how full of Love you are. Sensuality is to let some of that Love shine through your body.
Design that mimics the sensual continuity of nature's subtle connections of color, light and texture invite the viewer's receptivity.
Hands. Cheeks. Eyes. Lips.Neck. Ears.Thighs.Heart. Soul.Ahh!the things I get tosavor you with.
Knowledge is not obtained through being absorbed in a book, it comes when you brush aside fantasies and sensuality, switching from the unreal to the real.
Always try to come back to your senses when in love, because that's the moment you become almost carried away by sensuality and sentiments.
Drink the sun’s warmth and the moon’s icy glitter, and taste that which the dead and the yet-to-be-born cannot: the potency of this world.
What was invented with civilization was the ability of some to deny sensuality to others.
Now come the whispersbearing bouquets of moonbeamsand sunlight tremblings.
Unconsciously, I had doubts about everything around me, and all I had to do is to act selfish, and to walk through everything like a wise lady. So I attracted their eyes and I haunted their thoughts.
Yet there in the library, Hamish and I climbed the bright ladder of the body, as if it were sky and we a deafening. twisting flock of birds that could never fall to earth.
I never loved anyone else and never desired to. She was my companion, my lover, and my teacher.
We laughed together. It’s so lovely laughing with a man. It feels positive. Relaxed…
. . . there was a softness to Cash’s gaze that made her want to lean into it. It felt like being stroked with a paintbrush, all the way down her body, leaving everything tingling in its wake.