Sensuality Quotes

Love falls in love with love; comes like an echo sounding back, searches its mirrored shadow within a look.

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.

When I lie back and close my eyes, this farthest lip of beach right next to the end of the ocean feels like being up close to an enormous breathing being, the bass drum surf thump reverberating through the sand. Living out here with no lights, alone, you would indeed become sensitive to seasons, rhythms, weather, sounds- right up next to the sea, right up under the sky, like lying close to a lover’s skin to hear blood and breath and heartbeat.

Reality runs the risk of spoiling things, don't you think? The fantasy is often better. That's where the soul is fulfilled. Reality struggles to fulfil the soul, that's why we're often so unhappy. But fantasy is the world of the soul...

Love was a desire to cling to something difficult to get hold of in day-to-day life. It needed more attention and dedication, not always pleasurable, she concluded. Sensuality was by far easy, like food.

Now come the whispersbearing bouquets of moonbeamsand sunlight tremblings.

She pressed her mouth to his throat, his shoulder, would have absorbed him into her skin if she'd known a way.

Sensuality is beautiful, and dominance and submission in the right context is a passionate art. A muse which ignites the flame of femininity, which enraptures both partners in complete euphoria, magnifying both the masculine and the feminine in one tantalizing unit.

I never loved anyone else and never desired to. She was my companion, my lover, and my teacher.

He looked at me, and then looked away quickly.But I could tell he was interested.I think my tight t-shirt might have had something to do with it. And the way I was pushing my breasts towards him, with an inviting smile on my face.

We are not human beings having a spiritual experience but spiritual beings having a human experience.

How can any woman not enjoy that? We're sensual beings, we love that.

Our lips were for each other and our eyes were full of dreams. We knew nothing of travel and we knew nothing of loss. Ours was a world of eternal spring, until the summer came.

Lea found that she was saying things, saying them pretty loudly, but had no clear concept of what she was saying. [Sean and Andy’s] names, maybe. The seventy-two names of God. The capitals of all fifty states.Love. That word featured in there a lot. Which made sense. To the extent that Lea had any sense left a

The candle’s flame washed her in a sensual bath of pulsating light, and Hans became entranced by the soft glow upon her skin.