And there's a lust in man no charm can tame Of loudly publishing our neighbor's shame; On eagles' wings immortal scandals fly, While virtuous actions are but born and die

There is a lust in man no charm can tame: Of loudly publishing his neighbor's shame: On eagles wings immortal scandals fly, while virtuous actions are born and die.

The frequency with which a man experiences lust depends upon his own physical condition, whereas the occasion which rouse such feelings in him depend upon the social conventions to which he is accustomed

Though a man be wise it is no shame for him to live and learn

The expense of spirit in a waste of shameIs lust in action.

For men, I think, love is a thing formed of equal parts lust and astonishment. The astonishment part women understand. The lust part they only think they understand.