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“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.”
― Roman Payne, Hope and Despair

“Ô, the wine of a woman from heaven is sent,
more perfect than all that a man can invent.”
― Roman Payne, The Love of Europa: Limited Time Edition

“Urges. Mercy, the urges.”
― Kelly Moran, In diesem Moment

“Ô, Muse of the Heart’s Passion,
let me relive my Love’s memory,
to remember her body, so brave and so free,
and the sound of my Dreameress singing to me,
and the scent of my Dreameress sleeping by me,
Ô, sing, sweet Muse, my soliloquy!”
― Roman Payne

“The mystery of a woman lies in her sensuality.”
― Lebo Grand, Sensual Lifestyle

“I know the devices of a demon. I was taught as a child about the demon lover. I was told about a beautiful temptress who came to a young man's room. And he, if he were wise, would demand that she turn around, because demons and witches have no back, only what they wish to present to you.”
― Michael Ondaatje, The English Patient

“To become a better you, be diligent and never let the charms of procrastination and excuses seduce you to fall for mediocrity.”
― Israelmore Ayivor, Become a Better You

“O woman, thou art my imperfection!”
― Pawan Mishra, Coinman: An Untold Conspiracy

“In order to understand the intensity of ritual forms, one must rid oneself of the idea that all happiness derives from nature, and all pleasure from the satisfaction of a desire. On the contrary, games, the sphere of play, reveal a passion for rules, a giddiness born of rules, and a force that comes from ceremony, and not desire.”
― Jean Baudrillard, Seduction

“Being in love is a good thing, but it is not the best thing. The best thing is living seductively; which is about finding new ways to make the same person fall for you daily.”
― Lebo Grand, Sensual Lifestyle

“The second hugely seductive move is to signal that we view the other person with a mixture of tenderness and realism. It’s often imagined that it’ll be seductive to convey an air of adoration, to hint that the other strikes us as exceptionally attractive or accomplished. But surprisingly, it is deeply worrying to be obviously adored, because everyone, from the inside, knows very well that they don’t deserve intense acclaim, are often disappointing and sometimes quite simply pitiful.
So seduction involves suggesting both that one likes the other person a lot � and yet can see their frailty quite clearly, that one cope with it and forgive it with gentle indulgence. One might, towards the end of the evening drop in a small warm tease that alludes to our understanding of some less than perfect side of them: ‘I suppose you stayed under the duvet feeling a bit sorry for yourself after that?� we might ask, with a benign smile.
Such a gesture implies that we like another person not under a mistaken notion that they are flawless but with a full and unfrightened appreciation of their frailties. That ends up being powerfully seductive because it is, first and foremost, reassuring. It suggests the ideal way that we would like someone to view us within the testing conditions of a real relationship. We crave not admiration, but to be properly known and yet still liked and forgiven.”
― Alain de Botton

“being seduced is a pleasure in itself. One yields for the sake of yielding.”
― J. M. Coetzee

“cause we don't hide,
We parade our pride!”
― Ana Claudia Antunes, Pierrot & Columbine

“All you have to do is breathe, and you seduce me.”
― Grace Draven, Entreat Me

“Love has many positionings. Cordelia makes good progress. She is sitting on my lap, her arm twines, soft and warm, round my neck; she leans upon my breast, light, without gravity; the soft contours scarcely touch me; like a flower her lovely figure twines about me, freely as a ribbon. Her eyes are hidden beneath her lashes, her bosom is dazzling white like snow, so smooth that my eye cannot rest, it would glance off if her bosom were not moving. What does this movement mean? Is it love? Perhaps. It is a presentiment of it, its dream. It still lacks energy. Her embrace is comprehensive, as the cloud enfolding the transfigured one, detached as a breeze, soft as the fondling of a flower; she kisses me unspecifically, as the sky kisses the sea, gently and quietly, as the dew kisses a flower, solemnly as the sea kisses the image of the moon.

I would call her passion at this moment a naive passion. When the change has been made and I begin to draw back in earnest, she will call on everything she has to captivate me. She has no other means for this purpose than the erotic itself, except that this will now appear on a quite different scale. It then becomes a weapon in her hand which she wields against me. I then have the reflected passion. She fights for her own sake because she knows I possess the erotic; she fights for her own sake so as to overcome me. She herself is in need of a higher form of the erotic. What I taught her to suspect by arousing her, my coldness now teaches her to understand but in such a way that she thinks it is she herself who discovers it. So she wants to take me by surprise; she wants to believe that she has outstripped me in audacity, and that makes me her prisoner. Her passion then becomes specific, energetic, conclusive, dialectical; her kiss total, her embrace without hesitation.—In me she seeks her freedom and finds it the better the more firmly I encompass her. The engagement bursts. When that has happened she needs a little rest, so that nothing unseemly will emerge from this wild tumult. Her passion then composes itself once more and she is mine.�

—from_Either/Or: A Fragment of Life_, (as written by his pseudonym Johannes the Seducer)”
― Søren Kierkegaard

“The art of seduction should be from within yourself, not from your outer appearance. If whoever you're doing this for doesn't realize that... then, honey, you're seducing the wrong person.”
― xxSkemoxx183, Lupus Deus

“The grip of her eyes is so hard that he can barely breathe. She entices him to crash into her and explore her depths. But he is already soaked in different waters.”
― Faraaz Kazi, More Than Just Friends

“The body, I started to learn, was not a secondary entity. The mind contained very few truths that the body withheld. There was little of import in an encounter between two bodies that would fail to be revealed rather quickly. The epistolary run up to the date only rarely revealed the truth of a man's good humor or introversion, his anxiety or social grace. Until the bodies were introduced, seduction was only provisional.”
― Emily Witt, Future Sex: A New Kind of Free Love

“Never be seduced by the sweet promises of a better path”
― Sunday Adelaja

“It is very unkind of you to feel this way. Any woman should properly yield, it seems to me, even a complete stranger, because that is the way of the world.... All I desire is solace from the flood of memories that overwhelms me.”
― Murasaki Shikibu, The Tale of Genji

“I have heard it said that one loses a woman by loving her too much, that an affectation of coldness, from time to time, brings better results. And so on. I shall play no such tricks with you â€� Let love be truly love—that is, let it be peace—or let it not exist at all.”
― Henry de Montherlant, Les jeunes filles

“Girls are always in dilemma. They always rethink about feelings and draw different conclusions each time they rethink.”
― Hemant Pandey, Secrets to modern woman's heart - I: What women really want ? Be ready to be shocked!

“I am poor—you are my riches; dark—you are my light; I own nothing, need nothing. And how could I own anything? After all, it is a contradiction that he can own something who does not own himself. I am happy as a child who is neither able to own anything nor allowed to. I own nothing, for I belong only to you; I am not, I have ceased to be, in order to be yours.â€�

—Johannes De Silentio, from_Either/Or_”
― Søren Kierkegaard

“Drink, drink! Bacchus is the enemy of Venus.

"From The Diary Of An Orange Tree”
― Hanns Heinz Ewers, Nachtmahr: Strange Tales

“Most fights originate as a consequence of blaming others for one's own emotional issues. Assuming responsibility for these emotions will most likely make the relationship a healthy and balanced one. Boundaries help foster the wellbeing of one's mental health and self-esteem.”
― German Muhlenberg, Seduction Simplified: How to Build an Attractive Personality Through Personal Development to Attract Women

“Here's a bit of advice... When a woman invites you into her home... and you don't seduce her... don't seduce another woman, darling, certainly not under the same roof. It's bad manners - ungallant to say the least,”
― Donald Margulies, The Country House

“La femme séduite est "énamourée". Difficile à regarder. C'est comme un animal. J'essaie de séduire. Puis quand c'est fait, je trouve ridicule la personne séduite. Incapable d'en jouir. Je l'ai rendue idiote, la belle affaire. Tour de cartes. Mais je joue avec mes cartes. Quel drôle de prestidigitateur, qui en veut aux spectateurs de croire, de l'applaudir, qui joue sans jouer, qui souffre de tromper sans tromper. Oui quelle drôle de vie.”
― Georges Perros, Papiers collés

“If I were to sit down and count them, how many of my prayers were tainted by the seduction of greed? None, simply because nothing of that sort is a prayer.”
― Craig D. Lounsbrough

“The place cast a spell on me, a lovely spell that seduced me one one breath at a time.”
― Brenda Sutton Rose

“He'd finally found her alone and in the perfect location. The stillroom, tucked away on the ground floor of one wing, was private, and contained no daybed, chaise, or similar piece of furniture.
In his present state, that was just as well. A gentleman should not, after all, go too far with the lady he intended making his wife before informing her of that fact. The absence of any of the customary aids to seduction should make coming to the point easy, after which they could retire to some place of greater comfort, so he could be comfortable again.
The thought- of how he would ease the discomfort that had dogged him for the past days- wound his spring a notch tighter.”
― Stephanie Laurens, A Rake's Vow