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Quotes About Sensual

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Pablo Neruda
“Carnal apple, Woman filled, burning moon,
dark smell of seaweed, crush of mud and light,
what secret knowledge is clasped between your pillars?
What primal night does Man touch with his senses?
Ay, Love is a journey through waters and stars,
through suffocating air, sharp tempests of grain:
Love is a war of lightning,
and two bodies ruined by a single sweetness.
Kiss by kiss I cover your tiny infinity,
your margins, your rivers, your diminutive villages,
and a genital fire, transformed by delight,
slips through the narrow channels of blood
to precipitate a nocturnal carnation,
to be, and be nothing but light in the dark.”
Pablo Neruda

Roman Payne
“With her enchanting songs, her rare beauty, and clever tricks, this wild 'wanderess' ensnared my soul like a gypsy-thief, and led me foolish and blind to where you find me now. The first time I saw her, fires were alight. It was a spicy night in Barcelona. The air was fragrant and free.”
Roman Payne, The Wanderess

C. JoyBell C.
“The fragrance of white tea is the feeling of existing in the mists that float over waters; the scent of peony is the scent of the absence of negativity: a lack of confusion, doubt, and darkness; to smell a rose is to teach your soul to skip; a nut and a wood together is a walk over fallen Autumn leaves; the touch of jasmine is a night's dream under the nomad's moon.”
C. JoyBell C.

Roman Payne
“As for you girls, you must risk everything for Freedom, and give everything for Passion, loving everything that your hearts and your bodies love. The only thing higher for a girl and more sacred for a young woman than her freedom and her passion should be her desire to make her life into poetry, surrendering everything she has to create a life as beautiful as the dreams that dance in her imagination.”
Roman Payne

Aleister Crowley
“The priestess of Artemis took hold of her almost with the violence of a lover, and whisked her away into a languid ecstasy of reverie. She communicated her own enthusiasm to the girl, and kept her mind occupied with dreams, faery-fervid, of uncharted seas of glory on which her galleon might sail, undiscovered countries of spice and sweetness, Eldorado and Utopia and the City of God.”
Aleister Crowley, Moonchild

Milan Kundera
“Yes, the essence of every love is a child, and it makes no difference at all whether it has ever actually been conceived or born. In the algebra of love a child is the symbol of the magical sum of two beings.”
Milan Kundera, Immortality

Thomas Hardy
“you are absolutely the most ethereal, least sensual woman I ever knew to exist without inhuman sexlessness.”
Thomas Hardy, Jude the Obscure

Momo Kapor
“Imaćeš je, dakle, sve dotle dok budeš u stanju da je krotiš u krevetu, a da istovremeno budeš nežan, mekan i odlučan, perverzan i žestok, lezbejka i makro, istovremeno; otac i učitelj,
incestuozni brat i Senegalac u live showu na Pigalu, koji tuca pred
publikom, ravnodušan poput ljubavne mašine, nežan kao najbolja
drugarica sa davnog letovanja u Makarskoj (prvi put na moru: lepljiva
sparina i slana noć u belim plahtama pokraj širom otvorenih prozora), da,
kao najbolja prijateljica koja ti dira nabubrele bradavice puna strepnje da
se taj pokret ne protumači pogrešno, na ivici tabu-ljubavi; ali to ni izdaleka
nije sve - potrebno je biti snažan, treba znati zadati onaj bolnoslatki
završni udarac od koga prskaju bubnjići, a sperma šiklja kao mlaz iz
vatrogasnog šmrka.”
Momo Kapor, Una

Roman Payne
“I once had a love
who folded secrets between her thighs like napkins
and concealed memories in the valley of her breasts.
There was no match for the freckles on her chest,
and no one could mistake them for a field of honeysuckles.
Upon her lips, a thousand lies were spread in sweet gloss.
Her kiss was like a storybook from ancient history.
She was at home with the body of a man inside her, beside her.
At night, when she lay in bed crying,
no one could mistake the tears she wept for a summer shower
She is gone, my love. She was a wanderess, a wildflower.”
Roman Payne

Dave McKean
“The depressing majority of comics seem to be about violence of one sort or another, [...] And I just don’t enjoy violence. I can see that narratively it is often a powerful spike in a story, but I certainly don’t want to dwell on it. I don’t want it in my real life, I don’t find violence entertaining in and of itself, or exciting, or funny.

But sex is happily part of most people’s lives, and crosses the mind most days, I would say, even if it’s just watching your partner get out of bed in the morning. [...] Most pornography is pretty awful. I mean, it does the job at the most utilitarian level, but it rarely excites other areas of the mind, or the eye. It’s repetitive, bland and often a bit silly. I was interested in trying to do something that has an aesthetic beauty to it if possible, and something that tickles the intellect as well as the more basic areas of the mind. Maybe that’s not possible, and as soon as you start to think too much, it stops working as pornography. I don’t think so, but I guess it’s in the eye and mind of the viewer.”
Dave McKean, Celluloid

“We thought everything would be
forgotten, but I still remember your
claws running down my back.

I wonder if you still think about us,
the way I do.

How our legs would crash
into each other in the middle
of the night, and how we ended
up creating the moon in the
confines of our beds.”
Zaeema J. Hussain, The Sky Is Purple

Tracy  Sumner
“Yes. Kissing. Overrated."

"I could change your mind," Zach said, surprising the hell out of them both. Why would he take something as simple as this banter as a challenge? "I don't know that I want to, but I feel right sure I could."

"How arrogant. How typically male."

"I suppose." He shrugged and reached for the wine bottle. "More?"

She nodded, frowning now. "How do you know you could change my mind? It's been a long time since you... well—"

"Over two years." The pain was there, an ache in his chest he imagined he would feel every time he thought of Hannah.

And he thought of her every day. Dreamed of her about as often. But lately, maybe only in the past week, he'd begun to realize that his life had not ended with his wife's.

He either had to die or start living again.”
Tracy Sumner, Tides Of Passion

Michael Bassey Johnson
“Knowledge is not obtained through being absorbed in a book, it comes when you brush aside fantasies and sensuality, switching from the unreal to the real.”
Michael Bassey Johnson

Anne Enright
“And dusk fell because it suited his skin.”
Anne Enright, What are You Like?

“lean in to kiss me
in all the places

where the ache
is
the most special.”
Sanober Khan

Jarod Kintz
“I want to buy designer sunglasses and change my name to The Lunar Child III. It would make me a better lover, but it's impossible for me to be a better lover than I already am, as I’m beyond the sensual, like Helen Keller.”
Jarod Kintz, This Book is Not FOR SALE

Clarissa Pinkola Estés
“Over and over we lose this sense of feeling we are wholly in our skins by means already named as well as through extended duress. Those who toil too long without respite are also at risk. The soulskin vanishes when we are not paying attention to what we are really doing and particularly the cost to us."

"We lose the soulskin by becoming too involved with ego, by being too exacting, perfectionistic, or unnecessarily martyred, or driven by a blind ambition, or by being dissatisfied - about self, family, community, culture, world - and not saying or doing anything about it, or by pretending we are an ending source for others, or by not doing all we can to help ourselves. Oh, there are as many ways to lose the soul skin as there are women in the world."

"The only way to hold on to this sensual soulskin is to retain an exquisitely pristine consciousness about its value and uses.”
Clarissa Pinkola Estés, Women Who Run With the Wolves: Myths and Stories of the Wild Woman Archetype

Pet Torres
“Love, he does not know this word, and worse, he does not know that feeling in his existence. ~Emily”
Pet Torres, Ardent Affection

R.A. Nelson
“He’s kissing me everywhere, squeezing me, running his fingers over places no one else has touched”
R.A. Nelson, Teach Me

Jarod Kintz
“If you’re going to hit on me, please wear boxing gloves. I get it though, because when I’m dancing it looks like I’m fighting. In the face of violence, I’m just that gentle and sensual.”
Jarod Kintz, This Book is Not FOR SALE

Scott Hastie
“Here, illuminated at last,
Nestles the ruddy glint of spiritual certainty;
Sweet moments of passion and healing,
Of sensual release.”
Scott Hastie

Manuel de Pedrolo
“Es va aturar arran de taula , deixant que la sang fes el seu fet, suau, callada, i alhora misteriosament present i agradable, terriblement agradable...”
Manuel de Pedrolo, Perquè ha mort una noia

Emily Arden
“Perhaps it was the darkness and secrecy that lent an extra layer of excitement to their meeting? Certainly, all of her other senses felt heightened to an almost unbearable extent. She couldn’t see, but she could hear the distant strains of dance music as the steady beat thrummed through her body; and she could feel so much with just one touch.”
Emily Arden, Lover by Moonlight: Deception: Book One

Laurel Cremant
“Charles, if you were here right now, I'd totally kiss you."
He chuckled softly. "I get that a lot, but I doubt my boyfriend will approve.”
Laurel Cremant, Wynter's Fall

Michael Cunningham
“Barrett is a bigger guy, not fat (not yet) but ursine, crimson of eye and lip; ginger-furred, possessed (he likes to think) of an enchanted sensual slyness, the prince transformed into wolf or lion, all slumbering large-pawed docility, awaiting, with avid yellow eyes, love’s first kiss.”
Michael Cunningham, The Snow Queen

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