Sated Quotes

Contained within the breadth of my heart where you belong unto me and I unto you. ~ Truth Devour

like taking one bite into something I couldn't quite place. It was layered and complex, an unfamiliar taste I liked enough to crave more of instantly. Perhaps what lured me most was that it was never enough to feel sated. There was always a gentle nuance to him, something new I'd just begun to discover. ~ Andie Mitchell

You are the ruler of my heart. There is no measure greater than this. ~ Truth Devour

Every cloud has a silver lining. The edge of light that shines brightest holds a sliver of hope for a bright today & an even better tomorrow. ~ Truth Devour

I am insatiable - aim to sate me but never dull my flames of desire that are fuelled by the existence of you. ~ Truth Devour

The stars were going out now, one by one, dropping like pennies behind the television aerials and the skylights and the washing strung between the chimneys. The sky was still dark - a sated, navy-blue woman - but the grass was jittery with the expectation of dawn. ~ Peter S. Beagle

The thought of you makes my days brighter and my nights filled with dreams. ~ Truth Devour

Lying down gazing at the cerulean blue-black sky, she slid her hands down to intertwine her fingers with his. "I love you," she whispers. ~ Truth Devour

It occurred to me that the voracious ambition of humans is never sated by dreams coming true, because there is always the thought that everything might be done better and again. That is probably true ~ John Green

You became the sonnet that was etched in my minds eye. Existing outside the dreams we shared in the presence of our eternal love. ~ Truth Devour

Fulfil my wishes, Obey my commands. ~ Truth Devour

Satiation, like any state of vitality, always contains a degree of impudence, and that impudence emerges first and foremost when the sated man instructs the hungry one. ~ Anton Chekhov

Across a golden Autumn tapestry appear the spirits of our ancient selves demanding recognition and reward for one haunted night. Sated, they retreat from winter's onslaught and retire to subconscious hibernation for another twelvemonth. ~ Stewart Stafford

And I thought -not for the first time- what a true and simple pleasure it was, to be inside and sated when the cold and the stalkless dark spread out across the world. ~ Kate Morton

Boy, you're like a horse.
Just now sated with seed,
You've come back to my stable,
Yearning for a good rider, fine meadow,
An icy spring, shady groves. ~ Theognis Of Megara

She propped herself up on one elbow so that her thick mane of silky hair spilled across her body, a thin veil over her breasts.
His gut clenched hotly at the sight, his dark eyes going black with a sudden flare of desire. She laughed softly, the sound sultry in the night. "I think you could have sex all night and never be sated."
He bent down to taste temptation, his tongue bringing her nipple to a hard peak. "I would very much like to give it a try, sivamet--my love. I could lose myself in your body. ~ Christine Feehan

Her nerves, sated as they were, stirred beneath the caress of his fingertips. "Matthew ... what will happen next? Will you speak to my father?"
"Not yet. In the interest of preserving at least a semblance of decorum, I'm going to wait until I return from Bristol. By that time most of the guests will have left, and the family will be able to deal with the situation in relative privacy."
"My father will be overjoyed. But Mother will have conniptions. And Lillian ... "
"Will explode."
Daisy sighed. "My brothers aren't too fond of you, either."
"Really," he said in mock surprise. ~ Lisa Kleypas

You want to …?" His other eye popped open as I started to slide down his body, intent on exploring that part of him which had given me so much pleasure. He grabbed me before I was able to move four inches. I looked up, worried that I had done something wrong. A familiar strained, tense look was on his face, his eyes screwed up tight. I looked down at his penis. It was no longer in a resting state. "I thought you were sated?"

I was. Until you went and mentioned doing that to me.
No! Don't touch me there, woman! For the love of – grk!"

A half hour later, Gabriel, his arm wrapped around me because my legs were unusually weak, hustled me toward the house with a grim look on his face.

I will beat this," he muttered. "I am a wyvern, I am strong. I will control my needs long enough to give you pleasure, and you will enjoy it, dammit!"
I said nothing, but I smiled. A lot. [May and Gabriel, pg. 307] ~ Katie MacAlister

You are my miracle. ~ Truth Devour

Fuck You Poem #45

Fuck you in slang and conventional English.
Fuck you in lost and neglected lingoes.
Fuck you hungry and sated; faded, pock marked, and defaced.
Fuck you with orange rind, fennel and anchovy paste.
Fuck you with rosemary and thyme, and fried green olives on the side.
Fuck you humidly and icily.
Fuck you farsightedly and blindly.
Fuck you nude and draped in stolen finery.

Fuck you while cells divide wildly and birds trill.
Thank you for barring me from his bedside while he was ill.
Fuck you puce and chartreuse.
Fuck you postmodern and prehistoric.
Fuck you under the influence of opiun, codeine, laudanum, and paregoric.
Fuck every real and imagined country you fancied yourself princess of.
Fuck you on feast days and fast days, below and above.
Fuck you sleepless and shaking for nineteen nights running.
Fuck you ugly and fuck you stunning.

Fuck you shipwrecked on the barren island of your bed.
Fuck you marching in lockstep in the ranks of the dead.
Fuck you at low and high tide.
And fuck you astride
anyone who has the bad luck to fuck you, in dank hallways,
bathrooms, or kitchens.
Fuck you in gasps and whispered benedictions.

And fuck these curses, however heartfelt and true,
that bind me, till I forgive you, to you. ~ Amy Gerstler

Distance may be the segregator but our thoughts and dreams are what keep us together. ~ Truth Devour

You were a luminescent star in the darkened sky that became my universe. ~ Truth Devour

I could hear the human noise as were standing still in between the spaces of silence. ~ Truth Devour

She always,
She always wanted to express herself but no one cared,
So she stopped,
She was crushed,
Stiff & lifeless,
Like everything else. ~ Truth Devour

That message is simple: When you come to one of the many moments in life when you must give an account of yourself, provide a ledger of what you have been, and done, and meant to the world, do not, I pray, discount that you filled a dying man's days with a sated joy, a joy unknown to me in all my prior years, a joy that does not hunger for more and more, but rests, satisfied. In this time, right now, that is an enormous thing. ~ Paul Kalanithi

Dare to live the fairytale. ~ Truth Devour

The short-term rage to be sated at the end of a barrel was too easy to act on. Staving off extinction required something else, something with more vision, something impossibly patient. ~ Hugh Howey

You are worth fighting for. ~ Truth Devour

Even a grain of sand united with an oyster can make a pearl. ~ Truth Devour

Eternally the embers glow masterfully fueled by lovers passion. ~ Truth Devour

... and power is the strongest drug we can feed on. Power over the self is strengthening. The need for power over others is an addiction that can't be sated. ~ Ruben Papian

I had left home (like all Jewish girls) in order to eat pork and take birth control pills. When I first shared an intimate evening with my husband, I was swept away by the passion (so dormant inside myself) of a long and tortured existence. The physical cravings I had tried so hard to deny, finally and ultimately sated ... But enough about the pork. ~ Roseanne Barr

Pride is an expensive vice, for it is wedded to Greed whose hunger is never sated ~ Jocelyn Murray

Bite me. Scratch me. Cut me. Break me open, until I crack and all the ugly things fly out of my body to drench us both in sated lust. Yes. ~ Nenia Campbell

To catch you're elusive dreams you must be prepared to track it to the ends of the earth. Let nothing stop you're pursuit of dreams. ~ Truth Devour

I am awake and witness to the beauty that resides behind you're soulful eyes of intent. Become my impaler. ~ Truth Devour

The Phoenix burns and rebirths from the ashes in the absence of need for witness, acceptance, understanding or belief. ~ Truth Devour

There is only one way to be prepared for death: to be sated. In the soul, in the heart, in the spirit, in the flesh. To the brim. ~ Henry De Montherlant

Elizabeth was counting on Marco to keep cousin Mary occupied until after the board meeting was over. A piece of cheese might catch a mouse, but an afternoon alone with a muscular masseur would ensnare her cousin far more effectively. And afterwards, while Mary lay sated and sleeping upon a massage table, wiser heads could determine the company's future. There were times, Elizabeth thought, when success in business demanded utter ruthlessness. ~ Barbara Taylor Bradford

Tell me you're truth. I'm listening. ~ Truth Devour

Though Jones had formerly believed himself in the very prime of youth and vigor, his first encounter with Lady Bellaston both vexed and puzzled him. For though his own youthful appetites were quickly sated, hers were ravenous and almost beyond his power to satisfy. Her kisses and caresses were a source of inexpressible delight; yet when all was over it was he who collapsed into the most profound slumber. Early the next morning she took him shopping, her manner fresh and cheerful. Jones could not fathom her spritely behavior. And in spite of all his best endeavors, he could scarcely keep his eyes open. ~ Henry Fielding

My mind aches with a thousand stories. All variations with shredded threads of truth. ~ Truth Devour

But I would not say a word until I could set aside all I know or believe about nations, war, leaders, the governed and the ungovernable; all I suspect about armor and entrails. First I would freshen my tongue, abandon sentences crafted to know evil--wanton or studied; explosive or quietly sinister; whether born of a sated appetite or hunger; of vengeance or the simple compulsion to stand up before falling down. I would purge my language of hyperbole, of its eagerness to analyze the levels of wickedness; ranking them, calculating their higher or lower status among others of its kind.
Speaking to the broken and the dead is too difficult for a mouth full of blood. Too holy an act for impure thoughts. ... I must be steady and I must be clear, knowing all the time that I have nothing to say--no words stronger than steel that pressed you into itself; no scripture older or more elegant than the ancient atoms you have become.
And I have nothing to give either--except this gesture, this thread thrown between your humanity and mine: I want to hold you in my arms and as your soul got shot out of its box of flesh to understand as you have done, the wit of eternity; it's gift of unhinged release through the darkness of its knell. ~ Toni Morrison

Not everyone can wait: neither the sated nor the satisfied nor those without respect can wait. The only ones who can wait are people who carry restlessness around with them. ~ Dietrich Bonhoeffer

My love let me be your chalice your holy grail of dreams. ~ Truth Devour

Desire is an odd thing. As soon as it's sated, it transmutes. If we receive golden thread, we desire the golden needle. ~ Holly Black

Impossible to let go ... No longer knowing how to hold on. ~ Truth Devour

He had the look of a well-fucked man, one who was sated and yet anticipating further pleasures ahead. ~ Sylvia Day

Feel my presence. Recognise my soul. Love my heart. ~ Truth Devour

Furi just nodded with a secret smile on his face. If Joe or the caller only knew what was going on in Furi's mind. Goddamnit, Syn. He was so sated he was close to pulling out a cigarette and sparking one as if he were in his own bedroom. I'm in trouble. I want him ... bad. ~ A.E. Via

Love is indiscriminate in the path it takes to find you. ~ Truth Devour

Often devotion to virtue arises from sated desire. ~ Adela Florence Nicolson

One becomes sated with platitudes no less than honey, so that one often breaks another's bones in one's vexation. ~ Jack Vance

The immortal gods, the deities will rise, they will fall but none will live beyond the wall. Prometheus, knows love & saves them all. ~ Truth Devour

Beyond the mask she is witness to his glorious soul. Exposed to the elements, she warms her skin in his light and essence of being. ~ Truth Devour

Desire is an appetite, quickly sated. Longing is a wound, an opening in the heart or the spirit. Whatever the cause, whatever the duration, it almost always leaves a scar. ~ Philip Sington

Carefully
the leaves of autumn
sprinkle down the tinny
sound of little dyings
and skies sated
of ruddy sunsets
of roseate dawns
roil ceaselessly in
cobweb grey and turn
to black
for comfort. ~ Maya Angelou

You are my perfect sentiment. ~ Truth Devour

Unquenchable desire for interconnectedness. Sate me. ~ Truth Devour

I wanted to see something in full daylight; I was sated with the pleasure and comfort of the half light; I had the same desire for the daylight as for water and air. And if seeing was fire, I required the plenitude of fire, and if seeing would infect me with madness, I madly wanted that madness. ~ Maurice Blanchot

Pave the path for a more righteous life. ~ Truth Devour

When sleep leaves the body like smoke and man, sated with secrets, drives the overworked nag of quarrel out of its stall, then the fire-breathing union begins anew ... ~ Nelly Sachs

Are you not tired as I am of waking up every morning and seeing the sun all over again? Tired of living the same life, suffering the same sorrow? Tired of desiring, and tired of being sated? Tired of waiting, and tired of possessing? ~ Gustave Flaubert

O you, who in some pretty boat, Eager to listen, have been following Behind my ship, that singing sails along Turn back to look again upon your own shores; Tempt not the deep, lest unawares, In losing me, you yourselves might be lost. The sea I sail has never yet been passed; Minerva breathes, and pilots me Apollo, And Muses nine point out to me the Bears. You other few who have neck uplifted Betimes to the bread of angels upon Which one lives and does not grow sated, Well may you launch your vessel Upon the deep sea. ~ Dante Alighieri

Her soul whispers to his, "Take me. I am ready. ~ Truth Devour

May I be awoken by the thunder of Zeus & touched by his lighting. It only need strike once. Once is enough to ignite the soul with purpose. ~ Truth Devour

It was how he looked at me, in a way that no man had ever looked at me, a hungry possessiveness present in his stare as if he not only had undressed me in his mind, but had claimed me to be sated by no one ever again except him. ~ Laurelin Paige

I knew the poor,
I knew the hideous death they die,
when famine lays its bleak hand on the door;
I knew the rich,
sated with merriment,
who yet are sad. ~ Hilda Doolittle

The assurance that we have no means of answering [final] questions is no valid excuse for callousness towards them. The more deeply should we feel, down to the roots of our being, their pressure and their sting. Whose hunger has ever been [sated] with the knowledge that he could not eat? ~ Jose Ortega Y Gasset

In the white man's world, language, too
and the way which the white man thinks of it
has undergone a process of change. The white man takes such things as words and literatures for granted, as indeed he must, for nothing in his world is so commonplace. On every side of him there are words by the millions, an unending succession of pamphlets and papers, letters and books, bills and bulletins, commentaries and conversations. He has diluted and multiplied the Word, and words have begun to close in on him. He is sated and insensitive; his regard for language
for the Word itself
as an instrument of creation has diminished nearly to the point of no return. It may be that he will perish by the Word. ~ N. Scott Momaday

I was spent without compromise, sated without sacrifice, completely and totally head-over-heels in love. And it was delicious. ~ Amy Harmon

I can't think of anything I want and need that I don't already have but at the same time, I'm not sated. ~ Ashley Judd

I want to memorise every aspect of you. ~ Truth Devour

This was what she couldn't get enough of, not if she lived forever: Harry on her skin, Harry's grateful kisses on her neck, Harry and Olive, teeming and sated, brimming over with each other, as if this house and this world had been built by God's hands for their love alone. ~ Beatriz Williams

I love brief habits and consider them an inestimable means for getting to know many things…My nature is designed entirely for brief habits…I always believe that here is something that will give me lasting satisfaction - brief habits, too, have this faith of passion, this faith in eternity - and that I am to be envied for having found and recognized it…But one day its time is up; the good thing parts from me, not as something that has come to nauseate me but peacefully and sated with me as I am with it - as if we had reason to be grateful to each other as we shook hands to say farewell. Even then something new is waiting at the door, along with my faith - this indestructible fool and sage! - that this new discovery will be just right, and that this will be the last time. That is what happens to me with dishes, ideas, human beings, cities, poems, music, doctrines, ways of arranging the day, and life styles. ~ Friedrich Nietzsche

Machinations are divined. Response is by nature, nurture, experience and if sought peer pressure. You are the owner of free will. Choose. ~ Truth Devour

Thane had security covering nearly every inch of his house, but Emerson couldn't help but follow her nose down to the kitchens, dodging around the busy staff he'd hired for the occasion to find the creamy, rich, sugary smell of wonderfulness that had lured her from his bedroom. She'd left him in a naked, facedown sprawl, dead center on the bed, his bare feet and shins hanging off the end. But for all his efforts - and they were godlike - she wasn't quite sated. ~ Jennifer Ashley

The more the heart is sated with joy, the more it becomes insatiable. ~ Gabrielle Roy

Wes growls when I come in his mouth, but he doesn't stop sucking until I'm limp and mindless. As the aftershocks of the orgasm continue to flutter through my sated body, I vaguely register that he's beside me now. Kissing my neck. Stroking my abs. Nuzzling my beard with his cheek. "Fucking love this beard," he whispers. "Fucking love you," I whisper back. ~ Sarina Bowen

Control is an illusion, as is restraint. Dark to light, light to darkness. ~ Truth Devour

I love the way you make me feel. I was incomplete without you. ~ Truth Devour

You are the missing piece of my heart and soul. United we are now whole. ~ Truth Devour

In the bourgeois democratic countries the need for using intrinsically good means to achieve desirable ends is more clearly realized than in Russia. But even in these countries enormous mistakes have been made in the past and still greater, still more dangerous mistakes are in process of being committed today. Most of these mistakes are due to the fact that, though professing belief in our ideal postulates, the rulers and people of these countries are, to some extent and quite incompatibly, also militarists and nationalists. The English and the French, it is true, are sated militarists whose chief desire is to live a quiet life, holding fast to what they seized in their unregenerate days of imperial highway-robbery. Confronted by rivals who want to do now what they were doing from the beginning of the eighteenth to the end of the nineteenth century, they profess and doubtless genuinely feel a profound moral indignation. Meanwhile, they have begun to address themselves, reluctantly but with determination, to the task of beating the Fascist powers at their own game. Like the Fascist states, they are preparing for war. but modern war cannot be waged or even prepared except by a highly centralized executive wielding absolute power over a docile people. Most of the planning which is going on in the democratic countries is planning designed to transform these countries into the likeness of totalitarian communities organized for slaughter and rapine. Hitherto this transformation has ~ Aldous Huxley

The fruition of what is unlawful must be followed by remorse. The core sticks in the throat after the apple is eaten, and the sated appetite loathes the interdicted pleasure for which innocence was bartered. ~ Jane Porter

Thank you for existing. ~ Truth Devour

She was sated and relaxed, which was quickly becoming his favourite look on her. Her sleep y smile wasn't meant to charm or soothe him. It wasn't a mask. This was Lex, stripped of all that bullshit she'd learned in Two. Not trying to be anyone's fantasy.
It made her his. ~ Kit Rocha

Mary never made it to the board meeting. Cunning Elizabeth simply arranged for her cousin's tennis instructor to "delay" her for an hour or two. The man was evidently a superb athlete, though it was entirely Mary's fault that she fell asleep afterwards. Elizabeth took control of the company that very afternoon, by a vote of six to one, while a sated Mary slept. And the silly girl never knew what hit her. ~ Barbara Taylor Bradford

I will never want for more. You are my totality. ~ Truth Devour

There is sanctity in knowing, being, wanting, feeling all of everything for you. ~ Truth Devour

Soul mate love transcends beyond the ethereal plane. ~ Truth Devour

The voracious ambition of humans is never sated by dreams coming true, because there is always the thought that everything might be done better and again. -The Fault In Our Stars ~ John Green

In the wee hours of the morning, the Edenic lovers wound themselves around each other, flesh against flesh, sleepy and sated in a large, white bed. Lightness and darkness, innocence and experience, kissed and caressed in the warmth and acceptance created by their love. The dark angel whispered to his muse in Italian until she fell asleep in his arms, happier than she had ever been. She was loved. ~ Sylvain Reynard

Summer rushes in on the heels of spring, eager to take her turn; and then she dances with wild abandon. But the time soon comes when she gratefully falls, exhausted and sated, into the auburn arms of autumn. ~ Cristen Rodgers

Love one another gently. ~ Truth Devour

I think I am just tired. I am tired of fighting and tired of losing and tired of deceiving and tired of trying to swim against the ride. i am tired of trying to please a master who cannot be pleased; a ravenous hungry Voice which cannot be sated. I am sick and tired of being sick of tired. ~ Nancy Tucker

I love you with an intensity that is beyond reasoning. ~ Truth Devour

And in this quiet moment, as I close my eyes, spent and sated, I think I'm in the eye of the storm. And in spite of all he's said and what he hasn't said, I don't think I have ever been so happy. ~ E.L. James

... with San Mateo food writer Merrin McGregor's irresistible recipe, you can have your French Toast -- and eat it, too. It's a glorious fruit salad with little cubes of orange-tinged French toast ... We just added a tiny maple drizzle when we served it, and felt sated and virtuous at the same time. ~ Jackie Burrell

Embrace life in totality. ~ Truth Devour

Ambition displeases when it has been sated ... having reached the peak, it aspires to descend. ~ Pierre Corneille