William Butler Yeats Quotes

Love, till dawn sunder night from day with fire Dividing my delight and my desire.

Love is a flame to set the will on fire

Sex deepens love and love deepens sex, so physical intimacy transforms everything and playing with it is playing with fire.

Simon stopped breathing until her forefinger touched his nipple, and then his hand shot up to cover hers. "I want you," he said. Her eyes flicked downward, and her lips curved ever so slightly. "I know." "No," he groaned, pulling her closer. "I want to be in your heart. I want-" His entire body shuddered when their skin touched. "I want to be in your soul.

Mo Nighean donn," he whispered," mo chridhe. My brown lass, my heart." Come to me. Cover me. Shelter me. a bhean, heal me. Burn with me, as I burn for you.

There's a fire starting in my heart

his thumbs ran over my cheeks. Our foreheads touched. My dreamscape scorched. He set fire to the poppies

Love is now, is always. All that is missing is the coup de grâce- which is called passion.

What does it matter how many lovers you have if none of them gives you the universe?

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

Some things are better than sex, and some are worse, but there's nothing exactly like it.

Kissing - and I mean like, yummy, smacking kissing - is the most delicious, most beautiful and passionate thing that two people can do, bar none. Better than sex, hands down.

You know these love letters mix with whisky, just don't light a match when you kiss me.

I think every great show has that kind of romance that people just kind of yearn for.

Two people can make love but that isn't necessarily love.

I don't think when I make love.

I prefer love over sex.

Familiarity with your lover is what initially makes sex really good.

I think the song itself, 'Smoke and Fire,' is just a metaphor for the feelings that you feel in a relationship.

I have been driven by romance my whole life because I crave the intimacy that comes with that.

'Call Me by Your Name' is essentially the universal nature of love.

I want to kiss her without counting the seconds. I want to hold her so long that I get to know her skin. I want, I want, I want.

Okay, this was kissing. Serious kissing. Not just a kiss before moving out, not a good-bye, this was Hello, sexy, and wow, she’d never even suspected that it could feel this way.

If I say your voice is an amber waterfall in which I yearn to burn each day, if you eat my mouth like a mystical rose with powers of healing and damnation, If I confess that your body is the only civilization I long to experience… would it mean that we are close to knowing something about love?

I didn't know someone could love me like this," she said. "Could love me and love me and love me without...needing space." Lincoln wasn't asleep. He rolled on top of her. "There's no air in space," he said.