Forbidden pleasures alone are loved immoderately; when lawful, they do not excite desire.

Forbid us something, and that thing we desire

Men, even when alone, lighten their labors by song, however rude it may be.

As regards parents, I should like to see them as highly educated as possible, and I do not restrict this remark to fathers alone.

I think our last kiss was meant to be quick and chaste, but after the first touch of his lips fire leaped up and roared through my belly. My fingers yanked him close, digging into his back, and his arms crushed me to him as if wanting to meld us together. I knotted my fingers in his hair and bit down on his bottom lip, making him groan. His lips parted, and my tongue swept in to dance with his. There was nothing sweet or gentle in our last kiss; it was filled with sorrow and desperation, of the bitter knowledge that we could've had something perfect, but it just wasn't meant to be.

We hunger in earnest for that which we cannot consume.