Quotes About Taboo

If you are drawn to the left hand path, it's usually because you've had some kind of life experience that has shocked you, awakened you.

Suicide was a crime. It was "alienating oneself from the people," according to what Chairman Mao said. So

An Yi's grandma lay on a cart, silent under the white sheet. Her face was covered. It had been smashed in her fall, and of course they would not make a wax replacement for a suicide. Suicide was a crime. It was "alienating oneself from the people," according to what Chairman Mao said. So we were not in one of the private rooms. We wore no mourning bands. We could not play funeral music for Grandma.

I don't think I really know just how cool Satan really was when I was in Junior High School. Now, thanks to Marilyn Manson, it's no longer a secret.

Sex education classes in our public schools are promoting incest.

On the one hand, Gramma and Grampar never mentioned sex at all. They must have done it, or they wouldn't have had Auntie Teg and my mother, but I don't think they did it more than twice. Then there's the way they talk about sex in school and in church. And there's no sex, hardly any love stuff at all, in Middle Earth, which always made me think yes, the world would be better off without it.

It's nonsense for it to be illegal," Patty said briskly. "It may be immoral and unclean because it's outside marriage, but it shouldn't be illegal. That's nonsense.

They said it was death to kill a sibyl, death to love a sibyl, death to be a sibyl … and they meant a living death.

Is 'vagina' suitable for use in a sonnet? I don't suppose so. A famous poet told me, 'Vagina's ugly.' Meaning, of course, the sound of it. In poems. Meanwhile he inserts his penis frequently into his verse, calling it seriously, 'My Penis'. It is short, I know, and dignified. I mean of course the sound of it. In poems.

Good thing your cunt's so fucking hot." "Don't call it that." His lips twitched. "Good thing your vagina's so gosh-darned hot," he whispered. "Because I really, really want to stick my penis in it and have repeated intercourse, bringing us to a mutually satisfactory culmination of our desires. How's that sound?

I'd decided to start campaigning for a woman's right to marry her vibrator.

one of those guys you just want to shove down and lick all over. Which I did, actually. He's nasty in bed, too, never tried some of that shit before. Pierced dick. I shit you not.

Nothing here is sacred.

Every master loves to fuck a slave. It is a law of nature, or maybe culture.

One of the standard methods of criminal escape involved cannibalism.

there just could not be that many incestuous fathers and uncles walking the streets of Vienna.

To convey my predicament, I never resorted to descriptive terms or expressions such as "I'm expecting," "pregnant" or "pregnancy." They endorsed a future event that would never materialize. There was no point naming something that I was planning to get rid of. In my diary I would write, "it" or "that thing," only once "pregnant.

Neither of us had mentioned the word abortion, not even once. This thing had no place in language.

In their opinion, writing was dangerous, like touching your privates or grimacing like a dingo.

Il me semble très attaché au plaisir que nous trouvons ensemble. Et l'entendre condamner la liberté sexuelle, la pornographie ! Les mÅ"urs coureuses des Géorgiens ! Maintenant il ose me demander « tu as joui ? ». Pas au début. Ce soir, première fois pour la sodomie. Bien que ce soit lui, pour une première fois.

Ni lui ni moi n'avions prononcé le mot avortement une seule fois. C'était une chose qui n'avait pas de place dans le langage.

We are ALL sexually abused by virtue of the fact that we live in a sex-negative society.

I bet you're worried. I was worried. I was worried about vaginas. I was worried about what we think about vaginas, and even more worried that we don't think about them.

I was worried about my own vagina. It needed a context of other vaginas-- a community, a culture of vaginas. There's so much darkness and secrecy surrounding them-- like the Bermunda Triangle.