#sex

The mind-blowing, ridiculous sex which was the stuff of both poetry and porn - so unlike anything else I had ever experienced before. ↗

— Emily Giffin

#lovers #sex #love

What sexual preference do you hope she has?” “Happiness.” Isnt that cool? ↗

— Francesca Lia Block

#love #sexual-preference #weetzie-bat #love

He eats nothing but doves, love, and that breeds hot blood, and hot blood beget hot thoughts, and hot thoughts beget hot deeds, and hot deeds is love. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#love

Don’t take this the wrong way. Don’t take this to mean I don’t like you, because I do. But I have totally wanted to get in your pants since the day I met you. ↗

— Lauren Blakely

#romance #sexiness #love

Cats are very independent animals. They're very sexy, if you want. Dogs are different. They're familiar. They're obedient. You call a cat, you go, 'Cat, come here.' He doesn't come to you unless you have something in your hand that he thinks might be food. They're very free animals, and I like that. ↗

— Antonio Banderas

#cat #cats #come #different #dogs

I don't think that science and the paranormal have to be at war; in fact, it's crucial that they work together. It seems naïve to believe that the world is exactly as it seems. ↗

— Chelsie Shakespeare

#desire #dreams #love #meant-to-be #past-lives

Woman, especially her sexuality, provides the object of endless commentary , description, supposition. But the result of all the telling only deepens the enigma and makes woman's erotic force something that male storytelling can never quite explain or contain. ↗

— Peter Brooks

#men #sexuality #storytellers #women #writers

The one luxury that I'll never give up is men. ↗

— Carolyn Roehme

#men

Of course, fashions come and go but metrosexuality isn’t a fashion – it’s an epoch. It represents a fundamental shift in what men are allowed to be and to want. Men are now permitted to be ‘passive’ – inviting our gaze. ↗

— Mark Simpson

#men #metrosexual #metrosexuality #men

I’d never seen a guy in a kilt before but I had to admit I really liked it. My gaze traveled up his bare calves and over his back. His muscles flexed as he bent to arrange the twigs and limbs for the fire. The kilt covered his legs at one moment, then revealed them anew as he stood up…I suddenly remembered the saying that Scots don’t wear anything under their kilts and pushed back a crazy impulse to see for myself. ↗

— Cyndi Tefft

#men