Lust is the difference between loving someone and being in love with someone. ― Teresa Mummert
Looking into the old well I see my own face then another behind it There I am morning clouds in the east wind — W.S. Merwin, from “Wild Oats,” The Moon Before Morning (Copper Canyon Press, 2014)
It happens that I want you, and so I just haven’t room for any other desires. — F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Beautiful and Damned. (Simon & Schuster June 25, 2002) Originally published 1922.