Intoxicating Quotes

“I imagine the touch of someone who loves you so much, he cannot bear to watch you sleep; and so you wake up with his hand on your heart.”
― Jodi Picoult, Change of Heart

“They enveloped each other within the folds of their thoughts, holding each other with an intimacy no physical embrace could replicate, allowing their identities to merge once again. Their greatest comfort was a simple one: they were no longer alone. To know that you were with the one who cared for you, and who understood every fiber of your being, and who would not abandon you even in the most desperate of circumstances, that was the most precious relationship a person could have, and they both cherished it. ”
― Christopher Paolini, Brisingr

“She closes the door completely, and I crouch there. I allow myself to fall forward and rest my head on the door frame. My breath bleeds. My heartbeat drowns my ears.”
― Markus Zusak, I Am the Messenger

“Force is as pitiless to the man who possesses it as it is to its victims—the second it crushes, the first it intoxicates.”
― Paul Hoffman, The Left Hand of God

“Possession is not only when the devil plays hide and seek in your brain or poison your medula oblongata with negativity, but it is also when you are under the influence of the same specie as you!”
― Michael Bassey Johnson

“Some souls are just ...There.
They are a constant in your world. You know, no matter what, they will remain. Intrinsically woven into the fabric of your life, inexplicably connected, you are drawn to their intoxicating essence and it is there you will find your reflection staring back at you.
Such is love between soul mates...”
― Virginia Alison

“He sank back into his black-and-white world, his immobile world of inanimate drawings that had been granted the secret of motion, his death-world with its hidden gift of life. But that life was a deeply ambiguous life, a conjurer's trick, a crafty illusion based on an accidental property of the retina, which retained an image for a fraction of a second after the image was no longer present. On this frail fact was erected the entire structure of the cinema, that colossal confidence game. The animated cartoon was a far more honest expression of the cinematic illusion than the so-called realistic film, because the cartoon reveled in its own illusory nature, exulted in the impossible--indeed it claimed the impossible as its own, exalted it as its own highest end, found in impossibility, in the negation of the actual, its profoundest reason for being. The animated cartoon was nothing but the poetry of the impossible--therein lay its exhilaration and its secret melancholy. For this willful violation of the actual, while it was an intoxicating release from the constriction of things, was at the same time nothing but a delusion, an attempt to outwit mortality. As such it was doomed to failure. And yet it was desperately important to smash through the constriction of the actual, to unhinge the universe and let the impossible stream in, because otherwise--well, otherwise the world was nothing but an editorial cartoon.”
― Steven Millhauser, Little Kingdoms

“Having drunk the dregs of Your Love,
I am intoxicated beyond recognition.
Now, I only pray for the nearness of You
so I may advance in my annihilation.”
― Kamand Kojouri

“The air between them was electric, the scent of his aftershave was intoxicating and she could feel the testosterone bouncing off him. She could immediately tell he was a powerful man.”
― Kassandra Cross, Sex with the CEO

“I want to kiss you so thoroughly that you lose your ability to stand.”
― John Mark Green

“Life is a crazy mixture of intoxicating cocktails.”
― Ken Poirot

“There’s nothing more sensual than worship. I’m not referring to the religious kind, but the kind which is like a river pouring out from the depths of your heart and soul.”
― Lebo Grand

“I had abandoned everything
frivolously
doing this that and nothing
until you broke through
with your perfume of promise
saying 'Give me your chaos'
undressing my soul
with your ferocious beauty
and tulip-soft skin
making me uncivilised
making me overcome myself
You drink the darkness
within darkness
and are not ruined by it
This intoxicating uncertainty
forces me to delay ‘forever’
—your body is now my home”
― Kamand Kojouri

“I want your scent to intoxicate my passions to the point where lust is merely a word, dancing upon our flames of desire...”
― Virginia Alison

“Waiting for the Revolution can be as agonizing and intoxicating as waiting for one’s lover.”
― Agha Shahid Ali

“The more I discover my sensuality the more I keep slipping deeper and deeper into an intimacy from which there is no cure but to go deeper.”
― Lebo Grand

“Your words, your thoughts are deep and intoxicating. Your words mesmerize me and pull me into them as a bee gets pulled into a flower”
― Avijeet Das

“The sting was an intoxicating dichotomy of pleasurable pain.”
― Mistress Black Rose, Double Entendre

“Shame on you if you ever get dumped out of boredom. Because you are so freakin’ fearfully and wonderfully and SEDUCTIVELY made.”
― Lebo Grand

“Confidence is a powerful incentive, it’s deliriously intoxicating.”
― Carlos Wallace, Life Is Not Complicated-You Are: Turning Your Biggest Disappointments into Your Greatest Blessings

“Being sensual is really about cultivating a soul and vibe unlike this world has ever felt. That’s my biggest aspiration.”
― Lebo Grand

“Seduction is a spiritual affair.”
― Lebo Grand

“You glow different when you prioritize your sensuality.”
― Lebo Grand

“I was never able to tell if the sight of Iliza was sobering or if it was intoxicating. I just knew that her presence had an undeniable influence on my perception.”
― Sean Norris

“I’m the music in my ears,
sound, hear, disappear.
I’m the trees I see,
moving, not moving, swaying in the wind.
I’m the touch of invisible hands when I’m drowning,
grab, stretch, hold.
I’m the scent of jasmine in the summer breeze,
intoxicating, longing, calming.
I’m the taste of honey,
sweet on the tongue, smooth, happy.
I’m the thought of nothing,
embracing, peaceful, alive.
I’m everything,
life, home, peace.
I’m nothing.”
― Nanne Nyander, One Without a Second: Poems