Quotes About Sex

When I moved to Seattle, I was hanging out with kids who had done drugs, had sex a million times. I look at them now and realize their childhood was taken away.

The women's movement hasn't changed my sex life. It wouldn't dare.

What will happen to sex after liberation? Frankly, I don't know. It is a great mystery to all of us.

Sex is great until you die, but it's never as great as it was when you were a kid, when it was a mystery.

Bodies have a sex, but gender is a thing we made up, like your star sign or nationality. It doesn't really say anything about who you are. The destruction of gender binary would free everybody.

That direct stare spoke volumes of knowledge about secrets she suddenly needed to know. He hadn't said a word, but all she could think was sex. Sin.

He also thinks there's something in the Carpathian woman's chemistry that makes it nearly impossible for the female chromosome to beat out the male. Wouldn't you know he'd think it was the woman. Shea sniffed contemptuously. More than likely the men determine the sex, just like in humans, and they just can't produce girls. She grinned at Raven. The men bring about their own destruction.

I don't joke about sex, not when it comes to you. I'm absolutely serious about it. And there's never joking about marriage. That's a sacred, serious topic.

the only truth left is my drunkenness, my sex, and my art.

John Gielgud told us this story about Mae West. She was asked, 'Do you ever smoke after you've had sex?' She answered, 'I never looked.

Oh, sweetie, I'm sorry, you can't have a baby brother, because that would mean that Daddy had sex, and that's never going to happen again.

It's because you weren't in love, Mary said. When you're in love it's beautiful. When you're not it's just dirty filthy sex. Loveless sex has no true spiritual meaning deep inside your soul. But love makes everything totally cool. Love is God's special gift to horny teenage girls and boys. It makes them feel less guilty.

And there they were being so responsible, practicing safe sex and all. She'd been a fool to believe all that hype, she thought. The only hundred percent safe sex was between Barbie and Ken, and she'd heard rumors that they weren't doing it anymore.

It's very easy to be distracted by all the good feelings that come with having sex with someone for the first time, or getting to know a new sexual partner. You can get caught up in the giddy feelings, become focused on the outside sex and the outside partners, and take your primary relationship for granted.

One of us needs to get laid. Just one of us? What are the odds of both of us getting laid?

I believe all sin, love, glory are this: when you slide down the knotted sheets, escaping from Gestapo headquarters, and she hugs you, there, suspended, and she whispers that she's always dreamed of you. The rest is just sex, copulation, the perpetuation of the vile species.

Marriage and prostitution were two sides of one shield, the predatory man's exploitation of the sex-pleasure. The difference between them was a difference of class. If a woman had money she might dictate her own terms: equality, a life contract, and the legitimacy—that is, the property-rights—of her children. If she had no money, she was a proletarian, and sold herself for an existence. And

Marriage and prostitution were two sides of one shield, the predatory man's exploitation of the sex-pleasure. The difference between them was a difference of class.

You always remember the first time. Isn't that what they say about sex? How much more true it is of murder.

Medical journals like The Lancet not only attacked specific fashions, such as corsets or tight-lacing, but also criticized the sex which worships the idol of fashion. Indeed, virtually, any criticism of Fashion rapidly moved into a diatribe on women's vanity and stupidity. Tight-lacing was so ill-defined and the practice apparently so ubiquitous that it seemed to prove all women's mental - and moral - inferiority. Tight-lacing came to stand for everything that was wrong about women.

She was a soul rather than a virgin. Her person seemed made of a shadow; there was hardly sufficient body to provide for sex;

And I do, god, how I do love playing live, it's the most primal form of energy release you can share with other people besides having sex or taking drugs. So if you see a good live show on drugs and then later that evening have sex, you're basically covered all the bases of energy release, and we all need to let off steam. It's easier and safer than protesting abortion clinics or praising God or wanting to hurt your brother; so go to a show, dance around a bit and copulate.

It hurts when you have to press that dull little thing That you're only supposed to use once and then discard Where do you put it? In the garbage can, my honest friend My shyness, pet her flow She's only been five months late Even though we haven't had sex for a week A meal a day, a meal, I say And my heart's made, my—

I bet having sex with her was like throwing a hot dog down a hallway.