lust [Theme] Page 4

In a house with a bad roof leaks rain, and in a poorly developed mind seeping lust.

Surely that is our miserable lot:
To be slaves to their lustful bodies?
After all, none of living in the world.
Their lust to quench failed.

For all the love, no matter how essential it himself nor gave, has its roots exclusively in the sexual instinct; but, in fact, it is not that other, as a precisely defined, specialized, in the strictest sense, individualized sexual instinct.

Don't like it when you leave, but love to watch you back.

You know, her lips closing in two perfect arcs. The top, wider in the middle, slightly converging, and the bottom in the same place slightly protruding. Bound up, they become like two pieces of color of ripe raspberries ready to squirt juice at the slightest touch. They are sinful. You know how many times I thought about her lips?

- Do you believe in love at first sight?
- I believe in lust at first sight.

Love is an irresistible desire to be irresistible desired.

We lust for what we see every day.

But I remember we angelically beautiful,
While we wish and yearn passionately:
All loving know as well -
The man praises what he wants to take.
But, I almost made them the limit of desires,
Pales fervor of prayers and dreams.
Of course I love the one law:
Asking a slave under the Lord.

I'm a tenacious rope tied your body.
The huge rope of my outrage.

The fate of breaking the women you want.

Women... If they understand how brutally they want their men, the power in the world would pass into their hands. Maybe that's why God made men taller and stronger? Just to give them a chance to survive.

I love Cuddy... some parts of it.

Velyurov: You...
Kostya: Well!
Velyurov: You... Lusted!