Homer and Hesiod attributed to the gods all things which are disreputable and worthy of blame when done by men; and they told of them many lawless deeds, stealing, adultery, and deception of each other.
A faithless woman, if known to be such by the person concerned, is but faithless; if she is believed faithful, she is treacherous.
Adultery is a meanness and a stealing, a taking away from someone what should be theirs, a great selfishness, and surrounded and guarded by lies lest it should be found out. And out of meanness and selfishness and lying flow love and joy and peace beyond anything that can be imagined.
Sexuality is the lyricism of the masses.
I accept the Old Testament as more of an action movie: blood, car chases, evacuations, a lot of special effects, seas dividing, mass murder, adultery. The children of God are running amok, wayward. Maybe that's why they're so relatable.
The people do not mind fornication but they loathe adultery.
Adultery is like, here's the way it is, and here's exactly what you're supposed to do. It's like cheating at Monopoly. For me, it just doesn't apply to human relations. I mean, I use the word sometimes because it's fair and everybody knows what it means, but I find it a very irritating word.
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.
I suppose if you were inclined to misbehave, you wouldn't exactly tell me the truth anyway." "Darling, you have a brother fond of holding a gun on me, a sister who can shoot anything that moves, two other brothers who've repeatedly threatened to thrash me, and a grandmother who buys off constables. Do you really think I'm fool enough to antagonize them by committing adultery?" It was hard not to smile at that. "An excellent point." "I think so.
There are those who, while reading a book, recall, compare, conjure up emotions from other, previous readings. This is one of the most delicate forms of adultery.
How would that premise stand up if he examined it? That was probably why the Communists were always cracking down on Bohemiansism. When you were drunk or when you committed adultery you recognised your own personal fallability of that so mutable substitute for the apostles' creed, the party line. Down with Bohemianism, the sin of Majakowski.
Marriage is a land mine. A really intimate land mine. Adultery to kitchen fires. Never a dull [moment].
Is it adultery if I’m committing it at one end of a guy and he’s committing it at the other end of that same guy?
A woman who pretends to be a feminist shouldn't be taking money from countries where women are stoned, where women are killed for adultery, where women can't drive, Hillary Clinton's taken hundreds of millions of dollars from those countries.
The psychology of adultery has been falsified by conventional morals, which assume, in monogamous countries, that attraction to one person cannot coexist with affection for another. Everybody knows that this is untrue.
I think a woman who commits adultery, is not sympathetic in our culture - or in many cultures, let's face it.
For years Christians in particular have been attacked and silenced as they tried to challenge the immorality pervasive in today's society. When they tell people casual sex is wrong, they get the inevitable, "You got no right to tell me what I can or can't do. You don't get to define morality for me. It's none of your business what I do. Shut up." If they oppose sexual immorality in any form including adultery, they are maligned as sanctimonious Puritans who have not gotten with it in the twenty-first century. It's a long piece; it's well thought out.
I thought of breaking down the door, but there's nothing left to say. That Chevy four by four says it all, sitting in my place.
I was almost always true to you.
I went down to my baby's house and I sit down on her steps. She said, now come on in now, you know, my husband just left.
Something smells fishy and they say it's you, all I know is that you made it with the whole damn crew.
They laughed at me and then I shot them. I took their cheating, scheming bones to Miller's cave.
This one guy's wife is such a pretty brown thing, that I'm liable to give her a poke or two. Whaddaya think of that?
When we're dancing it almost feels the same, I've got to stop myself from whispering your name.
When you're trying to love two, it sure ain't easy to do.
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