How grateful are you? he whispered, his mouth hovering over mine. His eyes were very alert now, and his gaze was boring into mine.That kind of ruins it, when you say something like that, I said, trying to keep my voice gentle. You shouldn't want me to have sex with you just because I owe you.I don't really care why you have sex with me, as long as you do it, he said, equally gently.

That was the lure of wealth, he'd discovered: a throaty whisper in your ear that you were special, that it was all - this wine, this woman, this world - for you. That it in some way existed only so that you might partake of it.

A monk should surely love his books with humility, wishing their good and not the glory of his own curiosity; but what the temptation of adultery is for laymen and the yearning for riches is for secular ecclesiastics, the seduction of knowledge is for monks.

How blest am I in this discovering thee!To enter in these bonds is to be free;Then where my hand is set, my seal shall be. Full nakedness! All joys are due to thee,As souls unbodied, bodies unclothed must be

Licence my roving hands, and let them go Before, behind, between, above, below.

Apparently, dancing for him and throwing herself at him weren't enough. Apparently, she had to nearly commit murder to arouse him enough to attack her.

In life, people tend to wait for good things to come to them. And by waiting, they miss out. Usually, what you wish for doesn't fall in your lap; it falls somewhere nearby, and you have to recognize it, stand up, and put in the time and work it takes to get to it. This isn't because the universe is cruel. It's because the universe is smart. It has its own cat-string theory and knows we don't appreciate things that fall into our laps.

Never be seduced by the sweet promises of a better path

It is not enough to conquer; one must know how to seduce.

Don't fear to pledge. By winds the perjuries of love Are blown, null and void, across the land and farthest seas.

Venus yields to caresses, not to compulsion.

Women can always be caught; that's the first rule of the game.

Had we but world enough, and time, This coyness, lady, were no crime.

A man can deceive a woman by his sham attachment to her provided he does not have a real attachment elsewhere.

She kept the man's name to herself throughout her labor and dying; she did not accuse him that he be punished with her. To save her inseminator's name she gave silent birth.

Every man is to be had one way or another, and every woman almost any way.

Once a woman parts with her virtue, she loses the esteem even of the man whose vows and tears won her to abandon it.

Brisk Confidence still best with woman copes: Pique her and soothe in turn-soon Passion crowns thy hopes.

All really great lovers are articulate, and verbal seduction is the surest road to actual seduction.

To win a woman in the first place one must please her, then undress her, and then somehow get her clothes back on her. Finally, so that she will allow you to leave her, you've got to annoy her.