Quotes about forbidden

Forbidden things - my God, I'm drawn to them like a moth to a flame.

As the light begins to intensify, so does my misery, and I wonder how it is possible to hurt so much when nothing is wrong.

But what was there to say?Only that there were tears. Only that Quietness and Emptiness fitted together like stacked spoons. Only that there was a snuffling in the hollows at the base of a lovely throat. Only that a hard honey-colored shoulder had a semicircle of teethmarks on it. Only that they held each other close, long after it was over. Only that what they shared that night was not happiness, but hideous grief.Only that once again they broke the Love Laws. That lay down who should be loved.

I might appear confident and chatty, but I spend most of my time laughing at jokes I don't find funny, saying things I don't really mean - because at the end of the day that's what we're all trying to do: fit in, one way or another, desperately trying to pretend we're all the same.

At the end of the day it's about how much you can bear, how much you can endure. Being together, we harm nobody; being apart, we extinguish ourselves.

Well, there is no sin in being gay. The immorality comes from engaging in forbidden behavior. Therefore, the Christian homosexual is in the same situation as the unmarried heterosexual. He (or she) is expected to control his or her lusts and live a holy life. I know this is a tough position to take, and some will argue with it. But I stand on the authority of Scripture, and I have no license to edit it.

I also hold very strong personal convictions about censorship. I don't believe in forbidden knowledge.

At what point do you give up - decide enough is enough? There is only one answer really. Never.

Keep your words. This pain is no life." "You only feel pain because you're alive, boy!" the keeper thundered. "This is the mystery of it. Life is lived on the ragged edge of the cliff. Fall off and you might die, but run from it and you are already dead!

If elections could change anything, they would have already made them forbidden.

Love is love, even if it is illicit; like light remains light even in the darkness.

It sounds like a fairy-tale, but not only that; this story of what man by his science and practical inventions has achieved on this earth, where he first appeared as a weakly member of the animal kingdom, and on which each individual of his species must ever again appear as a helpless infant... is a direct fulfilment of all, or of most, of the dearest wishes in his fairy-tales. All these possessions he has acquired through culture. Long ago he formed an ideal conception of omnipotence and omnisc

Philippe to his mother "do stop chasing after a carriage that has a runaway mare.

I carry out sun rituals on the slopes of high mountains. But I am also taboo for myself, untouchable because forbidden.

I want to take you under the moonlight.

She loved the fact he was older than her and more experienced, he had so much to teach her and she couldn’t wait to learn.

I’m a virgin Mr Cohen,” Carrie said, “I’ve never been with a man before.

So, apart from casting runes, what other hobbies do you have? Forbidden rituals, human sacrifices, torturing? –

He had a sadness in his eyes that Carrie recognised as regret.

Desires are what can most easily ruin us, lovely.

You kissed me once and now you feel as if you’ve got some special kind of licence to do it whenever you want?

Only that once again they broke the Love Laws. That lay down who should be loved. And how. And how much.

That isn't fair." Her voice came out small, barely a whisper. "I didn't ask to be thrown into all this. I didn't ask to fall for a guy that isn't even human. It just happened and I have no idea what I'm supposed to do next so if you have some magical guidebook, I'd love to borrow it.

Hey." He waited until he had her attention before continuing. "I'm not angry." He gave her a small smile. "You're back and I'm okay with that... for now."Her fingers trembled around the bottle. "For now?"His smile broadened and a wicked grin danced in his eyes. "Well, it's only a matter of time before you remember why you fell for me.

It was time to free him from my burdens.

There are many unspeakable words, forgotten, or forbidden.Great thanks to the poets who make them all become reachable.

Nate and me... we aren't built for truces, for good times, for light jokes and giggles. We're meant for the shadows. For the dirty, ugly, secret parts of our souls, the parts we can't hide because we know each other too well.

The Beatitudes correspond to the Decalogue, with blessings in lieu of the forbidden.

He felt torn. He wanted her to feel safe with him, but he also wanted her to feel the sort of heady excitement that any young girl should feel when they fall in love. He wanted to give her everything she craved, and he was not quite sure he could do it.

You may not mean to, but you do seem to look down your nose at many of us mere mortals muddling along down here. I feel as though you think everyone should be better than they are. I certainly think you expect me to behave like some sort of perfect princess. But I’m just an ordinary girl who wants to grow up and find out where I belong in the world.

Fate was cruel to play this trick on her, although if she were honest she knew she only had herself to blame. She had taken the chance and now she had to pay the price.

At what point do you give up— decide enough is enough? There is only one answer really. Never.

You're crazy,' I say.'Aye,' Logan says. 'Crazy about you.

Logan lowers his head close to mine. 'Just know this, Ivy Calhhoun,' he begins. 'If I werena a ghost I would open all door for you, properly.

...but maybe it's just the genetic code of a teenager. If your parents forbid something, you have to want it.

I wish you'd fall in love with me," she said."Why?""Because you're really someone worth falling in love with. And if we were in love, I wouldn't be drifting. I wouldn't be nobody. At least not while I was with you.

Too long spent denying each other, we no longer hid our want.

There was no time for kissing but she wanted him to know that in the future there would be. A kiss in so much loneliness was like a hand pulling you up out of the water, scooping you up from a place of drowning and into the reckless abundance of air. A kiss, another kiss.

If he'd been any other boy, and this was any other world, I would have kissed him. Nothing could have stopped me.

To eat the forbidden is to disobey the law of God

Beautiful, enticing, forbidden fruit will be offered to you when your "hunger" is greatest. If you are foolish enough to reach for it, your fingers will sink into the rotten mush on the back side. That's the way sin operates in our lives. It promises everything. It delivers nothing but disgust and heartache.

Vicious actions are not hurtful because they are forbidden, but forbidden because they are hurtful.

I know.” The two words ghosted against the skin of her neck, sending goose bumps down her spine. “But I want to touch you. I want to put my hands all over you. I want to kiss every inch of you and taste you as you come apart in my arms. I want to feel you wrapped around me with nothing but my name on your lips and the sheets a tangled mess beneath us. I want…” He exhaled heavily into her ear. “I want. I want. I want!

Do it, Octavian” She ghosted the tips of her fingers along the hem of his shirt. “Touch me.”He growled low in his throat, his forehead dropping another inch toward her shoulder, his hair tickling the side of her face. “Be my angel, Riley, not my siren. Don’t tempt me.”Moistening her lips with a sweep of her tongue, Riley glided her fingers over his belt, tracing the strip of leather to the silver buckle in the center. She felt rather than heard his deep inhalation and the tremor that raked his p

On top of the abuse and neglect, denial heaps more hurt upon the child by requiring the child to alienate herself from reality and her own experience. In troubled families, abuse and neglect are permitted; it's the talking about them that is forbidden.

Sinful and forbidden pleasures are like poisoned bread. They may satisfy appetite for the moment, but there is death in them at the end.

Because I loved you!" she shouted. "Because I didn't want to let you go! Because I didn't want to lose you!" She hadn't realized she was crying until her voice hitched and she felt the tears on her cheeks. She swiped at them impatiently. "I have never fought for anything in my life because I never had anything worth fighting for, but I was going to fight for you.

She had assumed they would see each other every day but she hadn’t really thought about the implications of having an affair with a married man. It wasn’t going to be a normal relationship.

Out of the millions and millions of people that inhabit this planet, he is one of the tiny few I can never have.

Every part of you was made for me. Your lips were made to kiss mine, your eyes were made to wake up to me looking at you in my bed every morning, and your fucking tongue was made to roll my name off of it. I am more certain of us than I'm certain I require oxygen to breathe.

You may hit the bar, you may cross the forbidden line, you may cause many fouls, but when you stay on, you will definitely get your goals being the winning goals...

You must know everything that God has forbidden you so as to be able to avoid it, for the one who does not recognize evil falls into it.

To speak a language that was as intimate and free as certain dreams, saying darkly, thrillingly, My cock inside of you. Your come in my mouth ... He focused on the boy’s slim, tight hips; with the tip of his tongue he tasted an asshole’s bitter, forbidden mystery.

Why does the forbidden always add that edge of sweetness?

We hunger in earnest for that which we cannot consume.