William Shakespeare Quotes

Love is the great conqueror of lust.

You may think you're in love when the passions of sex get hold of you, but if you didn't love the man before, you won't love him after. Like him, maybe, but not love him.

The more we are filled with thoughts of lust the less we find true romantic love.

My passion for Sarah had killed simple lust forever. Never again would I be able to enjoy a woman without love.

There is no such thing as love at first sight, Bryan. There's only sex at first sight.

Love sees clearly, and seeing, loves on. But infatuation is blind; when it gains sight, it dies.

Do not mistake desire for love. Desire leaves home in a frantic search for one gratification after another. Love is at home with itself.

There is no rapture in the love which is prompted by esteem; such affection is lasting, not passionate.

I think that a woman should be in love. I think that love makes the sex greater. Or even if you just really, really like that person.

We efface an hour by passionate love, without twists, without aftertaste. When it is finished, it is not finished, we lie still in each other's arms lulled by our love, by tenderness -- sensuality in which the whole being can participate.

Love is more than a word. It's a noun and a verb.

If they substituted the word 'Lust' for 'Love' in the popular songs it would come nearer the truth.

Love talks and talks. Lust is brief and to the point.

I knew then that I had never understood what humans called love. But if that was anything close to the power you held over me, then no wonder they searched for it so passionately." I reached out and pulled him into bed with me. "You're going to be late." "Why ?" "Because after hearing that I can't let you leave until I've had my fill. Get naked, Dankmar.

Love must be as much a light as it is a flame.

One can beg, buy, be presented with and find love in the streets, but it can never be stolen.

No, make me mistress to the man I love; If there be yet another name more free More fond than mistress, make me that to thee!

With every breath, I'm deeper in you.

Really love him, I mean," Geilie persisted. "Not just to bed him; I know you want that, and he does too. They all do. But do you love him?" Did I love him? Beyond the urges of the flesh? The hole had the dark anonymity of the confessional, and a soul on the verge of death had no time for lies. "Yes," I said, and laid my head back on my knees. It was silent in the hole for some time, and I hovered once more on the verge of sleep, when I heard her speak once more, as though to herself. "So it's possible," she said thoughtfully.

Love is simply the name for the desire and pursuit of the whole.

What is Love? It is that powerful attraction towards all that we conceive, or fear, or hope beyond ourselves.

What you call love does not sound very beautiful.

We love being in love, that's the truth on't.

Your lips are my persuasion, your love will be my cure.

Love begins with an image; lust with a sensation.