Quotes About Sexuality

Any man who isn't married by thirty-five is either gay or he's got skeletons in his closet.

God gave woman a clitoris--a small little bit of flesh with only one purpose--transcendent sexual pleasure. So how is it that some people believe God and sex shouldn't be in the same sentence?

Be she alewife, fishmonger, washerwoman, or whore; the woman who fucks my whole cock shall I take to church's door.

Everyone is bisexual. Almost everyone has the sexual potential for anything.

Women have to be in the mood for sex. Men have to be breathing.

Celibacy sucks, no pun intended.

Because females and males together complete the physical expression of God's image in humanity, the devil is promoting homosexuality and lesbianism.

Hannah finds her threatening. She's everything Hannah is not. She's free. Creative. A little wild. Unscripted. Sexual. She threatens Hannah's way of being. She challenges Hannah's preconceptions of how she should behave as a middle-aged housewife.

It's you who chose to believe boys will be boys, especially in groups, and you who put your head in the sand. You who still choose to believe there are slutty females out to lure and entice men expressly to gain favors, and that the men are powerless in the face of free sex and those women are to blame.

He was a man. Men always had lewd thoughts. It was perfectly natural and normal

In the end, the judge ruled that no woman has "the right to copulate with a feeling of security that there will be no resulting conception": if a woman isn't willing to die in childbirth, she shouldn't have sex.

It was on the table when I got here, Matt said in his defense. Josh eyed the open [Cosmo] magazine. You don't already know how to satisfy your boyfriends in bed? Matt ignored this. Did either of you know there's ninety-nine ways to give a blow job? That's ninety-nine nights of blow jobs. Look at you with the math skills, Josh said. Matt flipped him off while Ty flipped the page. 'How to Give Your Hoo-Ha a Spa Day.' Huh, he said. I didn't know a woman's hoo-ha needed a spa day.

It was on the table when I got here, Matt said in his defense. Josh eyed the open magazine. You don't already know how to satisfy your boyfriends in bed? Matt ignored this. Did either of you know there's ninety-nine ways to give a blow job? That's ninety-nine nights of blow jobs. Look at you with the math skills, Josh said. Matt flipped him off while Ty flipped the page. 'How to Give Your Hoo-Ha a Spa Day.' Huh, he said. I didn't know a woman's hoo-ha needed a spa day.

Having sex is three times more effective as a pain reflector than a morphine dose.

you think they let you have sex in the old people's home?" Lucille asked Callie. "Because I'd really miss it.

I think of my work as this kind of holy trinity — funny, dirty, sad. It's really easy to be funny. You get a lot of funny people in a room, the show is funny. It's really easy to do sad, you just put on some sad music and write dramatically — everybody can do that. It's really hard to get dirty right.

How could this nasty twerp be so ferally sexual dressed nearly as a boy?

It had seemed this past month as if they were all one, that her life had been a single sexual encounter, one dreamed fuck, no beginnings or endings, no point beyond itself.

No one who has ever passed through an American public high school could have watched William Jefferson Clinton running for office in 1992 and failed to recognize the familiar predatory sexuality of a the provincial adolescent.

The optimist in me wants to believe sexuality will eventually become like handwriting: there's no right way and wrong way to do it. We're all just wired differently. It's also worth noting that when you meet someone, you never bother to ask if he's right or left-handed. After all: does it really matter to anyone other than the person holding the pen?

Believe me, Being gay is not a choice. Noone would choose to make life harder than it has to be.

Being gay or straight," says Elizabeth, "is about who you want to go to bed with. Being trans—or cis—is about who you want to go to bed as.

Edward: Wait--you were trying to hit on me? Susan: Damn straight. Edward: The thing is, I'm not. Straight, I mean.

Life sucks when your girlfriend won't!