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SAUL: 'We made love outdoors, my favorite place to make love, assuming the weather be fair and balmy, and the earth beneath be clean. Our souls intertwined and dripping with sweat.


Roman Payne


#clean-earth #love #lovers #making-love #outdoors

Blue is the male principle, stern and spiritual. Yellow the female principle, gentle, cheerful and sensual. Red is matter, brutal and heavy and always the colour which must be fought and vanquished by the other two.


Franz Marc


#blue #brutal #cheerful #colour #female

The spiritualization of sensuality is called love: it is a great triumph over Christianity.


Friedrich Nietzsche


#christianity #love #sensuality #spirituality #love

Sensuality is the total mobilization of the senses: an individual observes his partner intently, straining to catch every sound.


Milan Kundera


#love #senses #sensuality #love

If he was like any of his music, he would be complex, explosive, sweet, sensual, and passionate.


Kailin Gow


#contemporary-fiction-music #erotica-romance #kailin-gow #sensuality #the-protege

If one wants another only for some self-satisfaction, usually in the form of sensual pleasure, that wrong desire takes the form of lust rather than love.


Mortimer Adler


#desire #form #love #lust #only

Worldly pleasures, such as flow from greatness, riches, honours, and sensual gratifications, are infinitely worse than none.


David Brainerd


#greatness #honours #infinitely #none #pleasures

He was the kind of young man whose handsome face has brought him plenty of success in the past and is now ever-ready for a new encounter, a fresh-experience, always eager to set off into the unknown territory of a little adventure, never taken by surprise because he has worked out everything in advance and is waiting to see what happens, a man who will never overlook any erotic opportunity, whose first glance probes every woman's sensuality, and explores it, without discriminating between his friend's wife and the parlour-maid who opens the door to him. Such men are described with a certain facile contempt as lady-killers, but the term has a nugget of truthful observation in it, for in fact all the passionate instincts of the chase are present in their ceaseless vigilance: the stalking of the prey, the excitement and mental cruelty of the kill. They are constantly on the alert, always ready and willing to follow the trail of an adventure to the very edge of the abyss. They are full of passion all the time, but it is the passion of a gambler rather than a lover, cold, calculating and dangerous. Some are so persistent that their whole lives, long after their youth is spent, are made an eternal adventure by this expectation. Each of their days is resolved into hundreds of small sensual experiences - a look exchanged in passing, a fleeting smile, knees brushing together as a couple sit opposite each other - and the year, in its own turn, dissolves into hundreds of such days in which sensuous experience is the constantly flowing, nourishing, inspiring source of life.


Stefan Zweig


#ladies-man #ladykiller #libertine #lust #philanderer

Sensual love deceives one as to the nature of heavenly love; it could not do so alone, but since it unconsciously has the element of heavenly love within it, it can do so.


Franz Kafka


#could #deceives #element #heavenly #love

Man can never know the loneliness a woman knows. Man lies in the woman's womb only to gather strength, he nourishes himself from this fusion, and then he rises and goes into the world, into his work, into battle, into art. He is not lonely. He is busy. The memory of the swim in amniotic fluid gives him energy, completion. Woman may be busy too, but she feels empty. Sensuality for her is not only a wave of pleasure in which she is bathed, and a charge of electric joy at contact with another. When man lies in her womb, she is fulfilled, each act of love a taking of man within her, an act of birth and rebirth, of child rearing and man bearing. Man lies in her womb and is reborn each time anew with a desire to act, to be. But for woman, the climax is not in the birth, but in the moment man rests inside of her.


Anaïs Nin


#ecstasy #fulfillment #joy #love #men






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