Pastoral Resources

The lust for comfort, that stealthy thing that enters the house a guest, and then becomes a host, and then a master.

There is a lust in man no charm can tame: Of loudly publishing his neighbor's shame: On eagles wings immortal scandals fly, while virtuous actions are born and die.

Curiosity is the lust of the mind.

The flesh endures the storms of the present alone; the mind, those of the past and future as well as the present. Gluttony is a lust of the mind.

The more we are filled with thoughts of lust the less we find true romantic love.

Neither do thou lust after that tawny weed tobacco.

Christian morality prefers remorse to precede lust, and then lust not to follow.

Society drives people crazy with lust and calls it advertising.

My reasons for declaring a sexual preference had to do less with the pursuit of personal freedom than with the lust for pure shock value.

Men of vision. Oh, I love the fine names men give each other to hide their greed and lust for adventure.

I wanted the press to become something of a movement. Not a movement committed to a particular 'ism,' but a gathering together of writers with an aesthetic approach to literature and with a lust for excellence.

It is a monstrous thing that I will say, but I will say it all the same: I find in many things more restraint and order in my morals than in my opinions, and my lust less depraved than my reason.

The Bible and several other self help or enlightenment books cite the Seven Deadly Sins. They are: pride, greed, lust, envy, wrath, sloth, and gluttony. That pretty much covers everything that we do, that is sinful... or fun for that matter.

I lust love to play football.

A surging, seething, murmuring crowd of beings that are human only in name, for to the eye and ear they seem naught but savage creatures, animated by vile passions and by the lust of vengeance and of hate.

Some wars have been due to the lust of rulers for power and glory, or to revenge to wipe out the humiliation of a former defeat.

Ambition is a lust that is never quenched, but grows more inflamed and madder by enjoyment.

If you live in rock and roll, as I do, you see the reality of sex, of male lust and women being aroused by male lust. It attracts women. It doesn't repel them.

Love grows. Lust wastes by Enjoyment, and the Reason is, that one springs from an Union of Souls, and the other from an Union of Sense.

The basis of tragedy is man's helplessness against disease, war and death; the basis of comedy is man's helplessness against vanity (the vanity of love, greed, lust, power).