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You're not a road comic till you've watched Real Sex and American Greed alone in your hotel room.

You're thinking that you shouldn't have sex because you're celibate. So you just keep thinking about sex instead of enlightenment.

Your kisses are thieves which leave me wanting nothing.

Your marriage is in trouble if your wife says, 'You're only interested in one thing,' and you can't remember what it is.

Your mouth on mine our bridge to cross and serve where we would go. Utopia of sensations the flesh could never know.

Your sex have such a surprising animosity against one another, when you do differ.

Your soul is the root, its the root of everything. And when He tells you how to handle sex, He made it, its awesome, its beautiful, it has a purpose. And when He tells you how to handle it, there's a reason He says, This is connected to your soul and if you misuse it, your soul will wilt and will waste away. You can use it how you want to because you have the freedom to do that but in the end I'm telling you how to have the life to the fullest.

You see a woman on a screen and you reduce her to just a thing, a sex object.

You see me in my most virile moment when you see me doing what I do. When I am directing, a special energy comes upon me. ... It is only when I am doing my work that I feel truly alive. It is like having sex.

You should not say anything that you cannot put your totality behind. The total value of you is that whatever you say, you stick with it. When you don't stick with what you say, you have no value, and your decoration and your jewelry and your sex and your person have no value. Real communication is the faculty of a human that whatever you say, you stick with it.

You shouldn't take pride in your natural talents any more than you should take pride in your sex, your race or color of your hair

You start out playing rock 'n' roll so you can have sex and do drugs, but you end up doing drugs so you can still play rock 'n' roll and have sex.

You think homosexuality is disgusting? Then, it follows as the night the day, that you find sex disgusting, for there is nothing done between two men or two women that is, by any objective standard, different from that which is done between a man and a woman.

Youth Liberation has argued for some time that young people should have the right to have sex as well as not to have it, and with whom they choose. The statutory structure of the sex laws has been identified as oppressive and insulting to young people. A range of sexual activities are legally defined as molestation, regardless of the quality of the relationship or the amount of consent involved.

You think sex is dirty. You have a dirty mind.

Youth, then, once ballyhooed as the epicenter of fun, hot dogs, hot sex, and marvelous dope-smoking good times, is now defined as follows: that period before death, characterized by smooth skin and ill-formed ideas.

You touched my hand, my heart went pop. Ooh, when we kissed, I could not stop.

You've got to have a sense of humour about sex. When you look at it, it's all pretty ridiculous, isn't it?

You've made love to my mind, now you gotta take me from behind.

You watch yourself age and it's hard to feel like a sex symbol.

Zoologists have reckoned there are up to at least 750 species of animal that have been observed exhibiting same-sex behaviour, or gender role transformation (which is very common in a wide range of fauna). There is only one species on earth, however, which has exhibited homophobia or transphobia. And that is the species homo sapiens sapiens. Us. So let's not allow the foolish, ignorant or bigoted ever to use words like "natural.

98% of the things said by a drunk man are true; 98% of those said by a horny man aren’t.

88% of women love making their first love making incident with a man seem like an accident.

A bachelor, a studio, those were the names for that kind of apartment. Separate entrance it would say in the ads, and that meant you could have sex, unobserved.

A beautiful woman can have almost any man she wants. A rich man can have almost any woman he wants.

[About sex]: If we’re not intentional about pursuing God’s best for our marriages, and grasping the tremendous role intimacy plays in that relationship, what was intended to be deeply enjoyed - a passionate, life-giving love affair... alight with laughter, fiercely protected, and drenched in freedom - becomes a stuffy, awkward thing to be endured.

A blow job. Why did people do these things to each other? Artemis felt faintly sick.

Abstaining from sex is a small fraction of the chastity process. Your intentions are just as important as the act of sex itself" The Ultimate Guide to Chastity

About 10 to 20 percent of both men and women report an increase in their sexual interest when they're anxious or depressed. But a guy who wants sex more when he's anxious or depressed probably has less sensitive brakes. In contrast, a woman who wants sex more when she's anxious or depressed is likely to have a more sensitive accelerator.

A civilized woman's demands: A man who will (1) make her come … sometimes; but (2) pay the bills … at all times.

A calm person knows their business, their words are few, but they tell and looks like it is well planned.

A cascade of thousands of pomegranate pits fructify her from above and female hands maculate the goddess's body in the musical mists of mind-blowing nightly sex. But they won't fuck her, they will kill her.

Achi used to say that, for a woman, sex was her greatest strength. Morality was nothing but a chain invented by man to enslave women.

A crowd of men stood in front of them. Of all ages, with expressions of sex-wonder in their eyes, gazing curiously as men who cannot solve a mystery that populates graveyards and through the ages has sent poets, popes, kings and fools to the junk heap.

A couple of buffoons were running for some state-senate seat just vacated by the incumbent's prison term. One accused the other of being "against the Internet" - a knockout punch in a world where whole hordes of humans think better sex is a faster modem.

Adults are taught to be anxious about not having enough sex while teenagers are shamed for wanting to have it all the time.

Adolescence is never graceful or beautiful. Our first steps are wobbly, full of stumbles and spills. Our first words are mispronounced and barely comprehendible. Our first kisses are sloppy and wet. The process of breaking sexual thresholds is far from sexy. It will be a long time until being a penetrator outgrows the feel of a grade school science experiment where I fill my paper mache volcano with vinegar and baking soda, giggling and high-fiving my lab partner once it explodes.

A Dom never takes away. He only builds.

A faint sheen of perspiration made Simone's face glow, and every part of him felt warm and alive. I want you, he thought. God, I want you. He used his free hand to cup the side of her face. Her skin was so soft...so dewy and creamy and perfect. He wanted to touch every inch of her. He wanted to lick the salt sheen from her breasts and her belly and her legs. He wanted to taste the deep places.

A flat tire is like a bad attitude, you won't go anywhere until you change it.

a foreign affair juxtaposed with a stateside and domestically approved romantic fancy is mysteriously attractive due to circumstances knowing it will only be parlayed into a memory

A frequent exchange of text messages is not a relationship. It's not even a pen-pal.

Afternoon sex was the best sex of all, Ann thought. Morning sex she'd had enough of in her time: usually it meant, 'Sorry about last night but here it is anyway'; and sometimes it meant, 'This'll make sure you don't forget me today'; but neither attitude charmed her. Evening sex was, well, your basic sex, wasn't it? It was the sex which could vary from enveloping happiness via sleepily given consent to an edgy, 'Look, this is what we came to bed early for, so why don't we just get on with it.' Evening sex was as good or as indifferent, and certainly as unpredictable, as sex could be. But afternoon sex - that was never just a courteous way to round things off; it was keen, intended sex. And sometimes it whispered to you, in a curious way (and even though you were married), 'This is what we're doing now, and I still want to spend the evening with you afterwards.' Afternoon sex gave you unexpected comforts like that.

After puberty, you look to one sex for more than friendship and to the other for less-than-complete intimacy.

After years of selfish lovers, my preference for pleasuring as opposed to being pleasured had unsettled her at first but as brief fumbles had turned into stolen weekends, her confidence and trust in me had grown to the point where she was now totally relaxed and at ease with me. There was nothing, not a single thing I couldn’t do for or to her if I so wished it. We didn’t even have a safe word because we didn’t need one. We just knew.

After you've spent four years kissing somebody's perineum, the subtext talks louder than words.

Again, no disrespect intended, but she looked to me like a divorce that hadn't found a courtroom yet.

A gentleman holds my hand. A man pulls my hair. A soulmate will do both.

A good lover? One percent talent and ninety nine percent hard work.

A grunting nocturnal animal, a machine of flesh and blood who wasn’t ashamed of himself. But he never found redemption.