Quotes About Innuendo

You've got to find some way of saying it without saying it.

Gil: Is your mind always in the gutter? Zeetha: - asks the man with no pants .

I don't much like opera, either. Especially Wagner. There's something about Wagner that's just too piss-German, too fucking Bavarian for a Prussian like me. I like my music to be every bit as vulgar as I am myself. I like a bit of innuendo and stocking-top when a woman's singing a song.

Quentin Crisp (to handsome young man on the street): "What's the matter, sexy? Don't you like dehydrated fruit?

Listen to really old blues guys and how they weren't allowed to sing about what they meant; they alluded to things. I find that style amusing, and I think it's a little harder to write.

No, we didn't shoot... in the ones that I did there were hardly any sex... there were suggestions of sex scenes but we never actually shot a sex scene as such.

Gossip is the art of saying nothing in a way that leaves practically nothing unsaid.

I stuff my bra. So if you get to second base with me, you'll find that the bases are loaded.

I wondered how a man ever got an English girl into bed. What did they do with her hockey stick?

Rumors have wings.

Her words held all the pointed innuendo that elderly ladies are able to achieve with the minimum of actual statement.

I find Shakespeare surprisingly sexual. A lot of his language - a lot - has that kind of sexual innuendo that is at once everywhere but also kinda lost because we have our own innuendo now, our own language.

Anybody ever tell you you're a cute little trick?

Their constant yelping about a free press means, with a few honorable exceptions, freedom to peddle scandal, crime, sex, sensationalism, hate, innuendo, and the political and financial uses of propaganda.

I took a fall," he confirmed evenly. After a hesitation doubtless only Phoebe noticed. And Phoebe didn't know whether it was the sort of fall Lucifer took, or the sort poets wrote about when love struck, or even if it was an innuendo at all, because she suspected everything was destined to sound like an innuendo from now on.

I was not giving you a heated look." "What do you call it then?" "I was merely appreciating your, ah…finer points." "Yes, well, I could do the same for you except—" "Except what?" "They are all under the desk.

And then she had suggested that instead of going to the barber, they go into the bedroom and do something so filthy that Will had experienced a few seconds of hysterical blindness.

Well, I will find you twenty lascivious turtles ere one chaste man.

Quentin Crisp (to handsome young man on the street): "What's the matter, sexy? Don't you like dehydrated fruit?

When one told Plistarchus that a notorious railer spoke well of him, "I'll lay my life," said he, "somebody hath told him I am dead, for he can speak well of no man living.'

Well I looked in my moms closet and saw what I was getting for Christmas, an ultravibe pleasure 2000.

People ask if I can get it up in the morning. I tell them are you kidding I'm envious of a stiff wind.

I call my balls the bush twins.

Vulgarity begins when imagination succumbs to the explicit