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“Phones are distracting. The internet is distracting.The way he looked at you? He wasn't distracted. He was consumed.”
― Stephanie Perkins, Isla and the Happily Ever After

“A part of her wanted to tell him she still loved him, and that even though this love was hopeless and long over, it still consumed her year after year. It was a tangled hairball of feelings and she couldn't pull forth any one strand.”
― Ann Brashares, Sisterhood Everlasting

“My mind is being consumed by you.
My body is longing for you.
Just one touch or a kiss,
And I shall be satiated for a thousand years.”
― Kamand Kojouri

“Saturated Arrogance

...imprisoned muses
cried to be free
she took away their quills
and said
do not bother me...”
― Muse, Enigmatic Evolution

“I was consumed, too, not by the dying but by the dead.”
― Patricia Cornwell, Postmortem

“People, like us
we feel... too deeply
consumed, in shadow
this game of chance.
Together, surviving
we unending dreamers.
People... like us.”
― Bev Flynn, Pieces of Poet

“Little Maiden Encounters Fear

Deepest regions walked she there
little maiden sweet and fair
ventured far from the path
never a whisper
never a laugh...”
― Muse, Enigmatic Evolution

“Saturated Arrogance

...she rebuked those about her
in darkness did she dwell
a pathetic history
all mortal man would tell..”
― Muse, Enigmatic Evolution

“It seems to me that those who claim to be 'true' and 'bible believing' Christians and yet spend all their time and energy spreading unhappiness and hatred for others - and are themselves consumed by it - are by the very definition of the term - false prophets.”
― Christina Engela, For Love of Leelah

“If the light we have is continually engulfed by the darkness in a way that makes the darkness even darker, maybe we should think about getting our light from Someone else before it gets a whole lot darker.”
― Craig D. Lounsbrough

“So Callie is a rake."
She blushed. "I don't think so."
Silence fell between them as he watched the wash of pink across her cheeks. He lifted her wounded arm in his hand, placing a soft kiss on the back of her hand. She breathed deeply at the feel of his lips on her skin, so warm and soft, and her eyes flew to his, intently focused on her. He held her gaze, and she felt a shock of liquid heat as his tongue circled one of her knuckles.
He registered her surprise, smiling against her and turning her hand palm up, then setting his tongue and lips to work on the soft, sensitive spot at its center. Her breath quickened, and she closed her eyes to the sensation, unable to watch the erotic movement of his mouth across her skin.
He lifted his lips from her hand and, when she opened her eyes again, it was to find him watching her, a wicked smile on his lips. Reaching out, he traced one finger along the line of her jaw, sending a shiver through her. When he spoke, his voice was thick and liquid, and it sent a shock of heat down her spine. "I shouldn't give up on that part of her just yet, Empress."
She caught her breath at the endearment, which brought with it a hazy memory from long ago. He chased the vision away with the vivid present as he clasped her chin, bringing her face closer to his. "You forget, I've met the women several times... In carriages..."
His lips hovered just above hers, sending a tremor of anticipation through her, "And in theatres..."
She tried to close the distance between them and he pulled back just enough to drive her slightly mad. "And in bedchambers.
In fact," he added, his words a caress along the sensitive skin of her lips, "I rather like the rakish side of her."
And then he settled his lips upon hers, and she was lost. She was consumed by the softness of his mouth, the gentleness of the caress- so very different than the kisses they had shared before. This kiss consumed her, made her forget herself, their surroundings, everything but the magnificent pressure of his lips on hers. His thumb stroked her jaw as his mouth ate at hers, sending waves of pulsing pleasure through her.
She gasped at the feeling, and he took advantage of her open lips to plunder her mouth with deep, drugging kisses that made her dizzy. She reached for him, her anchor in a sea of sensuality, wrapping her arms around his neck and plunging her fingers into his heavy, soft hair. He made a deep, satisfied sound at the feeling of her wrapped around him, and traced a path across her cheek and down the column of her throat with soft, moist kisses that sent explosions of pleasure through her.”
― Sarah MacLean, Nine Rules to Break When Romancing a Rake

“I'm like a druggie. And he's my drug. Can it last? Or is it, like any addiction, doomed to consume me, body and soul?”
― Melanie A. Smith, All of Me

“We've a bond, haven't we, Goaty? Fellow victims. Partners in survival. Though God knows what my mum will say If I try and take him home...”
― Kate Cann, Consumed

“My life is too often driven by the fear of the next moment verses focusing on the privilege that I have the next moment.”
― Craig D. Lounsbrough

“The mind is the pit for which all dump trucks go to release their trash”
― Rosemarie Yusen, The Nustas on The Island of The Sun

“At Fantasy's Bar & Grill we're serving up things behind closed doors that are hotter than anything you'll order from the menu!”
― Michelle Hughes, Seduced

“Humanity is completely consumed with the pleasures of the flesh; we have been self-programmed to lose consciousness of the soul.”
― Felix Wantang, Face to Face Meetings With Jesus Christ 2: Preparing for God's Paradise

“Ne wonders what it is like to burn, staring at one’s ending right around the corner, and yet not knowing how the end will come, when one will be fully consumed by the void.”
― Teo Yi Han

“The work is to be shared and not consumed, if it were, it would not be a work of art.”
― Alan Maiccon

“With her blazing fire she came to me and consumed fully the fluttering insect of frenzied love residing inside me.”
― Mukta Singh-Zocchi, Game of Big Numbers

“Sunday was a sad day-early to bed, school the next morning, I was constantly worried my homework was wrong-but as I watched the fireworks go off in the night sky, over the floodlit castles of Disneyland, was consumed by a more general sense of dread, of imprisonment I within the dreary round of school and home: circumstances which, to me at least, presented sound empirical argument for gloom. My father was mean, and our house ugly, and my mother didn't pay much attention to me; my clothes were cheap and my haircut too short and no one at school seemed to like me that much; and since all this had been true for as long as I could remember, I felt things would doubtless continue in this depressing vein as far as I could foresee. In short: I felt my existence was tainted, in some subtle but essential way.”
― Donna Tartt, The Secret History

“I am consumed perpetually by an inner spiritual flame.”
― Quentin Crisp, The Last Word: An Autobiography

“Love. Was I really calling it love again? I wished I could say that it felt like love and that was the only way to describe it. But truthfully, it felt like so much more than the meager, inefficient English word that was the only way I could describe my feelings for him. It consumed me completely, coated my blood in emotion, exhaled and inhaled with every breath I took, wrapped around every thought and action; the mere word "love" couldn't fully encapsulate the true definition of my feelings for Kiran, but it was a starting point. I had the rest if eternity to figure out a better way to say it.”
― Rachel Higginson, Endless Magic

“The compulsion to work, to be useful, to escape futility's grip--maybe these things foretold a deeper wish to be used up. Eradicated. Perhaps these satisfactions and others came from the same obliterating impulse that made the soul search for a cause worthy of consuming it.”
― Sana Krasikov

“To extend God’s kingdom is to be consumed with zeal”
― Sunday Adelaja

“Discover continually until you are consumed with a passion to know God”
― Sunday Adelaja

“So I watch her work and put all her energy, all her force, all herself, all is inside her work. Does she think that this is what life means? She goes to work in the dark and comes home when it’s dark. Does she know what the world looks like when the sun is shining?”
― Jinat Rehana Begum, First Fires

“Research was indicating that longevity was seen in people that regularly consumed sour milk.”
― Steven Magee, Toxic Altitude

“When left unchallenged, the perfectionist mindset hooks itself on the motive to perfect (as opposed to improve upon or accept) that which could be made better. This impulse to enhance evolves into a belief that urgently wallpapers itself on all sides of the perfectionist's mind, including the ceiling and the floor. "I need something to be different about this moment before I can be satisfied.”
― Katherine Morgan Schafler, The Perfectionist's Guide to Losing Control: A Path to Peace and Power

“To gain mastery over thoughts that consume you, you must 1st let go of the need to cause an outcome in others. You can control you and your will power alone. And personal psychological freedom is a choice. Your choice.”
― Julieanne O'Connor