Quotes about Sensuality

Cudowny miód pÄ™czniaÃ…' w moich pachwinach.

Some men know that a light touch of the tongue, running from a woman's toes to her ears, lingering in the softest way possible in various places in between, given often enough and sincerely enough, would add immeasurably to world peace.

Wine, one of the noblest cordials in nature.

It represented a world I didn't know, the opposite of where I was—and I hated where I was. I hated the poverty, the cigarette smoke, the drug use, the embarrassment, the loneliness. And Diana Ross was promising me that there was a world that wasn't stained with sadness and resignation. Somewhere there was a world that was sensual and robotic and hypnotic. And clean.

You don't have to be naked to be sexy.

Now and then it is a joy to have one's table red with wine and roses.

Come, let us take our fill of love till morning. Let us delight in loving caresses!

My beloved is to me a sachet of myrrh resting between my breasts.

Your breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle grazing among the lilies.

I rose up to open for my beloved. My hands dripped with myrrh, my fingers with flowing myrrh on the handles of the bolt.

Your navel is a rounded goblet; it never lacks blended wine. Your waist is a mound of wheat encircled by the lilies.

Your stature is like a palm tree; your breasts are clusters of fruit.