Lust Vs Love Quotes

The universe runs on the principle that one who can exert the most evil on other creatures runs the show.

Lust was not love, it was not loyalty, and it was not long lasting.

...remember after every autumn, the flora senses the rapturous kiss of cheerful spring. (Book-Love Vs Destiny)

Besides, I did love Luke—I did. But he wasn't the only one I wanted, and wanting isn't the same as loving. Just as I knew I loved Luke, I wasn't sure whether I loved Adair. I couldn't rule out that my attraction to him wasn't an advanced case of lust, though that's not to say it was inconsequential. Only a fool would underestimate the power of lust. Kingdoms have been won and lost, men and beasts have battled to the death over it.

I dead each day when her call was busy elsewhere.

So what’s your definition?” “Two people who just have to be together,” he replied without hesitation. “Two people who are not complete when they’re apart. They’re lovers and best friends, too. There’s lust and laughter, and they can’t imagine being with anyone else.” “So Steve Solomon believes in romantic love?

Humans had turned out to be selfish, much more than Vyasa had ever imagined. They lived for themselves, loved themselves more than others, and often harboured envy, jealousy, greed and lust. In fact, Vibhishan felt that many asuras of yesteryears were more righteous than some humans of today’s generation. The horrors humans committed on one another was beyond forgiveness.

We smile at lovers holding hands in the park. But we wrinkle our noses if we find them acting out their lust under the bushes. Love receives the world’s applause. Lust is furtive, ashamed, and embarrassed. Love pursues the good of the other, with self-control, concern, reason, and patience. Lust pursues its own gratification, headlong, impatient of any control, immune to reason. Love thrives on candlelight and conversation. Lust is equally happy in a doorway or a taxi, and its conversation is made of animal grunts and cries. Love is individual: there is only the unique Other, the one doted upon, the single star around whom the lover revolves. Lust takes what comes. Lovers gaze into each others’ eyes. Lust looks sideways, inventing deceits and stratagems and seductions, sizing up opportunities (fig. 9). Love grows with knowledge and time, court- ship, truth, and trust. Lust is a trail of clothing in the hallway...Living with lust is like living shackled to a lunatic.